Cut the Roses

I'm in the middle of the lane
I drown myself in heavy gin
The city lighting burns my brain
Attracts the midges for a thrill
I try to stand up straight
But the floor has gone from concrete to sand
All the way

I cut the roses in my head
Paint the night in sunset red
I'm having bad thoughts on the way
And I let them win

No one knows me like you did
Made me as weak as a kid
And now I go through every state
Dryin' the ties in cold, wet pain

Weak in the knees, I almost fell
I'm overthinking everything
My deepest wounds are all in cells
None of the words you say will ring
Don't try to fix my ache
I'll end up fleeing even further away
Stay away

I cut the roses in my head
Paint the night in sunset red
I'm having bad thoughts on the way
And you let them win

No one knows me like you did
Made me as weak as a kid
And now I go through every state
Dryin' the ties in cold, wet pain



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