I smoke when I drink I wanna drink when I think about All of the pain in this world I cuss like a sailor I fuckin' feel like a failure I play the guitar pretty good for a girl Ooh, well I must confess, I'm a bit of a mess Just like most of us walking the earth But then he calls me angel It makes me feel like I am able To lay all my cards on the table The sweetest thing that I've ever heard That one little word He calls me angel I'm jealous and jaded, and I'm opinionated I'm damned if I don't or if I do Oh, and sometimes I'm lazy, sometimes I'm crazy Oh, I make plans then I don't follow through When I'm over the line, which is most of the time He holds tight and I start letting go Then he calls me angel He makes me feel like I am able To lay all my cards on the table Oh, the sweetest thing that I've ever heard That one little word When I'm ugly cryin' again at the bar Oh swing low, sweet whiskey, swing low When I can't bear the weight of my own heavy heart Then he comes for to carry me home Then he calls me angel He says, "You're pretty, you're strong, and you're able So lay it all on me baby Cause you will always be my angel" He makes me feel like I am able To lay all my cards on the table Oh, the sweetest thing that I've ever heard That one little word He calls me angel