Rosemary
Hey!
I heard you say you don't feel right
Somethin' must've changed inside
She said, "I still love the bands and the boy down the street
But everybody else gives me the creeps"
And there's a hole in you now
Like the windshield was taken out
And everybody's hurt, and mine ain't the worst
But it's mine and I'm feelin' it now
Sometimes I think it's haunted inside this house
And I hear ya cryin' over the phone
"Where have all the good times gone?"
Downing the glass of shouting matches
Lost in the songs they don't write anymore
(Hey hey hey!) It's all right, I ain't tryin' to bring you down tonight
(Hey hey hey!) "Oh my, my, my," she says, "I don't mind, I'm just so tired of the empty sheets I sleep beside"
Heard you say it's gone all wrong, since when did the days and the nights get so long?
She said, "I still miss the scene and the dying breed, but now I'd settle for some company
And there were things that I did, just so I could feel anything
But somewhere along, something went off, and I woke up with blood on my lips
And yeah, and there were nights I just did whatever I liked..."
And now I hear ya cryin' over the phone
"Where have all the good times gone?"
Downing the glass of shouting matches
Lost in the songs they don't write anymore
But hey hey hey, it's all right, I ain't tryin' to bring you down tonight
"Oh my, my, my," she said, "I don't mind, I'm just so tired of the empty sheets I sleep beside"
And now I hear ya cryin' over the phone
"Where have all the good times gone?"
Downing the glass of shouting matches
Lost in the songs you don't write anymore
But hey! - hey! - hey!
It's all right, I ain't tryin' to bring you down tonight
And "oh my, my, my," she said, "I don't mind
Cause maybe someday they're gonna love me back to life"
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
My name is Rosemary
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
You'd be lucky to meet me
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
My name is Rosemary
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
Yeah, you'd be lucky if you get to hold me
My name is Rosemary, and you'd be lucky to meet me
I heard you say you don't feel right
Somethin' must've changed inside
She said, "I still love the bands and the boy down the street
But everybody else gives me the creeps"
And there's a hole in you now
Like the windshield was taken out
And everybody's hurt, and mine ain't the worst
But it's mine and I'm feelin' it now
Sometimes I think it's haunted inside this house
And I hear ya cryin' over the phone
"Where have all the good times gone?"
Downing the glass of shouting matches
Lost in the songs they don't write anymore
(Hey hey hey!) It's all right, I ain't tryin' to bring you down tonight
(Hey hey hey!) "Oh my, my, my," she says, "I don't mind, I'm just so tired of the empty sheets I sleep beside"
Heard you say it's gone all wrong, since when did the days and the nights get so long?
She said, "I still miss the scene and the dying breed, but now I'd settle for some company
And there were things that I did, just so I could feel anything
But somewhere along, something went off, and I woke up with blood on my lips
And yeah, and there were nights I just did whatever I liked..."
And now I hear ya cryin' over the phone
"Where have all the good times gone?"
Downing the glass of shouting matches
Lost in the songs they don't write anymore
But hey hey hey, it's all right, I ain't tryin' to bring you down tonight
"Oh my, my, my," she said, "I don't mind, I'm just so tired of the empty sheets I sleep beside"
And now I hear ya cryin' over the phone
"Where have all the good times gone?"
Downing the glass of shouting matches
Lost in the songs you don't write anymore
But hey! - hey! - hey!
It's all right, I ain't tryin' to bring you down tonight
And "oh my, my, my," she said, "I don't mind
Cause maybe someday they're gonna love me back to life"
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
My name is Rosemary
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
You'd be lucky to meet me
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
My name is Rosemary
(See my baby, sweet Rosemary)
Yeah, you'd be lucky if you get to hold me
My name is Rosemary, and you'd be lucky to meet me
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Fallon
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