I've heard of roses beating down your door
Giving you a hug, cradling you in its thorns
They'll poke into your heart and they'll tear it apart
They'll prod into your soul and they'll pull it out whole
It's that time of night to turn out the bright lights
And start spinning deep inside
To tear away from which you abide
I feel the razor sharp pangs of my heartstrings being tied
When love attacks you all that's left is just a solitary mind
So let's drown love in our own sea and we'll turn out just fine
I've seen the boxes of chocolate on the rise
The cordial paints a rose color on your eyes
They'll speak a million lies about a million girls and guys
They'll go right to your thighs and quench the feeling 'til it dies
I know there's swans and doves upon the make
I watch the rings and the multi-layered cake
The colognes and perfumes and the brashest balloons
Crawling out from the slime to see you one last time
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