Album Cover Roses

Roses

ABRA

4

Tonight

Petals fall from pink roses

And everything I thought I knewI suppose is a lie

Everything dies

And everything changes

I was never to have a green thumb

And I′m green with envy

Of the me that was young

And unwise and unknowing

The thorns are showing

The thorns are showing

The thorns are showing

The thorns are showing

But you're taste best

When you′re in full bloom

Lay in my teeth

My sweet love trophy

You can't be killed if I rip from the roots

Take it with grace

I'm dumb and I′ll chase

I′m young and I'll waste you away

I′m young and I'll waste you away

I′m young and I'll waste you away

I′m young and I'll waste you away

Tonight

If you leave me I'll flood out your fire

Why don′t you love me like I

Love you like I want you

Like I need you

(Everything dies)

It′s always too soon you lose to the moon

And you're freaking them out

And you look like a fool

And you′re starting to know it

Your thorns are showing

But you taste best you when you're in full bloom

Lay in in my teeth

My sweet love trophy

You can′t be killed if I rip from the roots

Take it with grace

I'm dumb and I chase

I′m young and I'll waste you away

I'm young and I′ll waste you away

I′m young and I'll waste you away

I′m young and I'll waste you away