Well my dirty man again Left me in a messy sin Blame it all on myself When I’m so tired that I can’t sleep There’s a car coming up the street There are flowers on the shelf They’ve all dried up and faded Their glasses are clouded Full of pain and bad memories.
Roses might be red Blues is blues is blues Roses might be red Blues is blues is blues.
Give me gold and diamond rings All kinds of shiny things To keep me hanging on But I see through all the lies Tear me up and hurt my pride Dug like a thorn in my side Take my flower and my name Tossing mountains to the rain Weating coat, warning use.
Roses might be red Blues is blues is blues Roses might be red Blues is blues is blues.
Well I’m tired of being caught to the ground This time I’m gonna let you down Cause my heart was to blind to see Now these changes are all up to me.
Well It’s time to pack my stuff Cause your best just ain’t good enough And it’s time for me to leave Gonna have to let me go One thing for sure I know You’re like a twisted vine Strangling me.
Share the half of my table But I’ll just be dancing With the sin between my teeth.
Roses might be red Blues is blues is blues Roses might be red Blues is blues is blues.