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 vodka is
still lodged in my head
And some blond gave me
nightmares think that
she’s still in my bed
As I dream about movies
They 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
it’s 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
Till 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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