The Blue Roses
Close the door and leave me inside,
I'll miss the fireworks burning in those eyes,
Remember the songs that we used to sing,
Come August, I'll still be singing.
Don't be the one, don't be the one;
To fall out of line.
Watch the blue roses fall from your hands,
Remember summer when we all had second chances.
Someday you'll see,
Come August, I'll still be singing.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To fall out of line.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To say good-bye.
I gotta get out of here.
It's been so long since I've ever had an option.
(So cold)
I gotta get out of here.
It's been so long since I've ever had an option.
Someday these scribbled lines will be straight,
Conversations will never bare your name.
Someday you'll see,
Come August, I'll bet you'll still be singing.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To fall out of line.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To say good-bye.
I gotta get out of here.
It's been so long since I've ever had an option
I gotta get out of here.
I gotta get out of here.
It's what you wanted.
I gotta get out of here.
(So cold)
I gotta get out of here.
Oooh.
I'll miss the fireworks burning in those eyes,
Remember the songs that we used to sing,
Come August, I'll still be singing.
Don't be the one, don't be the one;
To fall out of line.
Watch the blue roses fall from your hands,
Remember summer when we all had second chances.
Someday you'll see,
Come August, I'll still be singing.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To fall out of line.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To say good-bye.
I gotta get out of here.
It's been so long since I've ever had an option.
(So cold)
I gotta get out of here.
It's been so long since I've ever had an option.
Someday these scribbled lines will be straight,
Conversations will never bare your name.
Someday you'll see,
Come August, I'll bet you'll still be singing.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To fall out of line.
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To say good-bye.
I gotta get out of here.
It's been so long since I've ever had an option
I gotta get out of here.
I gotta get out of here.
It's what you wanted.
I gotta get out of here.
(So cold)
I gotta get out of here.
Oooh.
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lee Kamerman, Patrick Kevin Murphy, Timothy Olen Holt, Ryan Alan Dunson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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