I've got an angel on each shoulder|And I can't tell which is a disguise|Which one will lead me to the good life?||I've got decisions I can't make while my head's on the fritz from voices in my life|Can't tell my thoughts apart from crowds of pretenders who've been force-feeding me all their own lines|And I can't shake off this feeling|The cold truth's gonna hit and leave me blind|Won't you tell me who's right?|I'm done with wasting all my time||I've got an angel on each shoulder|And I can't tell which is a disguise|Can someone lead me to the good life?||The trials and tribulations that we go through|Can be cold, you better pack your snow boots|But I'm fired up, you can see the smoke fumes|And giving up is one thing, that I don't do|When the past is old news|Live life by my own rules|My mind's the control booth|And reality's the showroom|I built a foundation, I got my own roof|And you can pursue it, too|Let me show you||I had an angel on each shoulder|I couldn't tell you which was a disguise|Until you led me to the good life||I was heading the wrong way when you found me|You saw and turned me around|You showed me how so I ran and I ran and I ran|I ran!||I had an angel on each shoulder|I couldn't tell you which was a disguise|Until you led me to the good side|I had an angel on each shoulder|I couldn't tell you which was a disguise|Thank you for showing me the good life