Bed of Roses

sitting here wasted and wounded 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 blonde gave me nightmares

to think that she's still in my bed

'cause 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 its 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 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 take is on my way home

a king's ransom in dimes

i'd give each night to see through this payphone

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

and whisper baby blind love is true

i want to lay you down on a bed of roses

for tonight i sleep on a bed of nails

i wanna be just as close as the 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 rig's crooked

and she's giving me the eye

well i might have said yeah

but i laughed so hard

i think i died

now as you close your eyes

you 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

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 on a bed of roses

for tonight i sleep on a bed of nails

i wanna be just as close as the holy ghost is

and lay you down

i wanna lay you down on a bed of roses

for tonight i sleep on a bed of nails

i wanna be just as close as the holy ghost is

and lay you down

on a bed of roses