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Bed Of Roses

Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano
Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know
Cause a bottle of vodkas still lodged in my hand
And some blond gave me nightmares, I think that she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies they don't make of me when I'm dead

With an iron clad fist, I wake up, and french kiss in 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, and what you mean to me
And the truth is.. baby you're all that I need

** I want to lay you down in a bed of roses, for tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is, and lay you down on a bed of roses **

Well I'm so far away, each step that I takes on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night, to see through this payphone
Still run out of time or its hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to me, I'll just close my eyes, and whisper
Baby, blind love is true

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Well this hotel bars hangover whiskeys gone dry
The bar keepers wigs crooked, and she's giving me the eye
Well I might've said yeah, but I laughed so hard I think I died

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 lie to defend

I want to lay you down in a bed of roses, for tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is, and lay you down...

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