The Highwaymen Angels Love Bad Men

When his stolen gold has turned to rust,
He rides off in a cloud of dust,
Lookin' for a border he can cross.
She'll stand by and watch him go,
Wonderin' if he'll ever know,
The hurt she's feelin' now.
And what they've lost.
Angels love bad men; that's how it's always been.
They give their whole hearts when they fall.
Angels love bad men; that's how it's always been.
Love holds their hearts against the wall.
When his corporate day comes to and end,
He rides away in his Mercedes Benz:
Soon he's lost beneath the neon sky.
Outside of town, in their suburban home,
She spends another night alone,
And wonders what went wrong; wonders why.
Angels love bad men; that's how it's always been.
They give their whole hearts when they fall.
Angels love bad men; that's how it's always been.
Love holds their hearts against the wall.