Roses
I know I should be happy but I'm not
I know that I should smile but I can't stop,
Wishin' I was something that I'm not, ooh-ooh-o
Everything that I could ever need,
Is at my back and calling at my feet
And every door is opened up for me,
So why am I crying myself to sleep, Yeah
I'll be fine
I've gone through this a thousand times,
So lost, so down
Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now
It's not roses in my hands,
Even I can't understand
Pickin' peaches with my hands,
But still no roses in hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
Can't be honest without feeling all this guilt
But I'm only guilty feeling what I feel
And if you know me then you know I'm being real
Lights, camera, smile
That's the deal, yeah
I'll be fine,
I've gone through this a thousand times
So lost, so down
Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now
It's not roses in my hands,
Even I can't understand
Pickin' peaches with my hands,
But still no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
I'll be fine,
I've gone through this a thousand times
So lost, so down
Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now,
There's still no roses in my hands,
Even I can't understand
Pickin' peaches with my hands,
But still no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
No no no roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
I know that I should smile but I can't stop,
Wishin' I was something that I'm not, ooh-ooh-o
Everything that I could ever need,
Is at my back and calling at my feet
And every door is opened up for me,
So why am I crying myself to sleep, Yeah
I'll be fine
I've gone through this a thousand times,
So lost, so down
Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now
It's not roses in my hands,
Even I can't understand
Pickin' peaches with my hands,
But still no roses in hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
Can't be honest without feeling all this guilt
But I'm only guilty feeling what I feel
And if you know me then you know I'm being real
Lights, camera, smile
That's the deal, yeah
I'll be fine,
I've gone through this a thousand times
So lost, so down
Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now
It's not roses in my hands,
Even I can't understand
Pickin' peaches with my hands,
But still no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
I'll be fine,
I've gone through this a thousand times
So lost, so down
Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now,
There's still no roses in my hands,
Even I can't understand
Pickin' peaches with my hands,
But still no roses in my hands
No roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
No no no roses, no roses, no roses in my hands
Credits
Writer(s): Connor Joseph Pledger, Madeline Poppe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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