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Well you Take the Roses.
Contributed by
always
on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 10:14:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
SongLyrics
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You've never opened up your ears.
You've never heard the truth.
You take your view....
and you push it through.
Thinking that you're ahead.
And in the end all my love disappears.
-chrs.
-Well you take the roses,
-And you take the cards,
-You take the songs..........you take it all.
-Even to the point....where I crawl.
-To you it imposes......
-It slants towards the bad with no regards.
-Hell it's all I've ever had.
-God ain't that sad.
You've never believed anything I said,
Why Do things go this way?
Why do you think this way?
Why is there nothing that I can do?
To help this passion play.
To help me get through to you.
Nothing to help you....to review.
-chrs.
-Well you take the roses,
-And you take the cards,
-You take the songs..........you take it all.
-Even to the point....where I crawl.
-To you it imposes......
-It slants towards the bad with no regards.
-Hell it's all I've ever had.
-God ain't that sad.
All the times I've stroked your hair.
All the times I've washed your back.
And still you persist, still you insist.
That this is all for flair......to my dispair.
Now comes the anxiety attack,
Always after the love is shunned back.
-chrs.
-Well you take the roses,
-And you take the cards,
-You take the songs..........you take it all.
-Even to the point....where I crawl.
-To you it imposes......
-It slants towards the bad with no regards.
-Hell it's all I've ever had.
-God ain't that sad.You've never believed anything I said,
I can not believe that all the things I say,
The ones I whisper in your ear,
The ones that tickle your spine.
All fall on a deaf soul.
All fall away.
All fail to endear.
All fail the test of time.
-chrs.
-Well you take the roses,
-And you take the cards,
-You take the songs..........you take it all.
-Even to the point....where I crawl.
-To you it imposes......
-It slants towards the bad with no regards.
-Hell it's all I've ever had.
-God ain't that sad.You've never believed anything I said,
The times that we have cried....and laughed.
Are they all for show?
Is there really no place left to go?
Is it your design..... that I get the shaft?
The times that we have held....
And when we have been sublime.
Left to you....you say I withheld.
And none of these words are really mine.
Copyright ©
always
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2004-11-29 22:14:50] (Date/Time posted on
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