Ooh, yeah, yeah



I saw an angel fall from grace

When I was just eighteen

With lipstick on her cigarette

And fire on both wings



She never even looked back

As she spiraled toward the ground

Against the red of that summer sky

While the song was goin' down



Hummin' that old Tom Petty song

She wanted me to break her fall



I was a long haired country boy

Turned her on that an outlaw knows it's her

Lettin' go was mostly all my fault



On the backseat of my Chevrolet

And the best Plan B that Detroit made

She wanted me to break her fall



She used me like a razor-blade

To cut the ties that bind

Freed herself from daddy's world

Got tangled up in mine



It caught her by surprise

When she found herself in love

Found out 2 weeks on ... creek

This wouldn't be enough



With a long haired country boy

Turned her on that an outlaw knows it's her

Lettin' go was mostly all my fault



'Cause on the backseat of my Chevrolet

And the best Plan B that Detroit made

She wanted me to break her fall



Yeah, that's right

And I was a long haired country boy

Turned you on that an outlaw knows and

Lettin' go, well, baby, that was all my fault



'Cause on the backseat of my Chevrolet

And the best Plan B that Detroit made

She wanted me to break her fall

Yeah, to break her fall



I saw an angel fall from grace

When I was just eighteen