| Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano
Trying hard to capture the moment,
this morning I don’t know
Cos a bottle of vodka’s still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares,
think that she’s still in my bed
As I dream about movies
çthey won’t make of me when I’m dead
With an ironclad fist I wake up
and French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps its own beat
in my head while we’re talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love, the truth,
what you mean to me and the truth is
Baby you're all that I need
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well I'm so far away, the step that
I take’s on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night
to see through this pay phone
Still I run out of time or it's hard to get through
Til the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I'll just close my eyes, whisper baby blind love is true
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I’ll sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well this hotel bar’s hangover whiskey’s gone dry
The barkeeper’s wig’s crooked
and she’s giving me the eye
Well I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died, ooh yeah
Now as you close your eyes,
know I’ll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
to stand in her spotlight again
Tonight I won't be alone but
you know that don’t mean I’m not lonely
I’ve got nothing to prove for
it’s you that I’d die to defend
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as
your holy ghost is
And lay you down
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
I wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses |
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