The Black Roses
Please baby let me sit by your fire
I'll steal all of the things that you desire
Midnight's howl and jukebox love
Are the only things I'm dreaming of
Don't misunderstand me when I say
I can't hear anything that your saying
Twenty steps to heaven and then you leave me praying
I'm not the kind of girl to be impressed by that
Someday soon when the black roses wither
You'll remember her
And everything you didn't give her
And I'll be the one you see
When you can't turn back
The walls pound and my hands shake in the night
My heart freezes in cold wonderous fright
12th street jokes, worn out pride
There's nothing much left here to hide
I could drown for days on last years tide
I don't buy anything that you're saying
I don't believe the half of it, the cards that you've been playing
I'm not the kind of girl to be impressed by that
Someday soon when the black roses wither
You'll remember her and everything you didn't give her
And I'll be the one you see
When you turn your back.
I don't buy anything that your saying
I don't believe the half of it, the cards that you've been playing.
I'm not the kind of girl to be impressed by that.
Someday soon when the black roses wither You'll remember her and everything you didn't give her
And I'll be the one you see
When you turn your back
I'll steal all of the things that you desire
Midnight's howl and jukebox love
Are the only things I'm dreaming of
Don't misunderstand me when I say
I can't hear anything that your saying
Twenty steps to heaven and then you leave me praying
I'm not the kind of girl to be impressed by that
Someday soon when the black roses wither
You'll remember her
And everything you didn't give her
And I'll be the one you see
When you can't turn back
The walls pound and my hands shake in the night
My heart freezes in cold wonderous fright
12th street jokes, worn out pride
There's nothing much left here to hide
I could drown for days on last years tide
I don't buy anything that you're saying
I don't believe the half of it, the cards that you've been playing
I'm not the kind of girl to be impressed by that
Someday soon when the black roses wither
You'll remember her and everything you didn't give her
And I'll be the one you see
When you turn your back.
I don't buy anything that your saying
I don't believe the half of it, the cards that you've been playing.
I'm not the kind of girl to be impressed by that.
Someday soon when the black roses wither You'll remember her and everything you didn't give her
And I'll be the one you see
When you turn your back
Credits
Writer(s): John Lawler, Lou Hickey
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