I Know A Lot About Roses
Gemyni
GENRE [Verse1]
Another song stuck
In my head
And this time, it’s got a color
Blood red like
The rose you planted
And now, it’s starting to bloom
I’ve held so many
Roses by now
You’d think I was a florist
Even though they were
So many colors
They all died just the same
[Interlude]
You claim to know so much about roses
But you’ll never know as much as I do
[Chorus]
I know a lot about roses
More than you do
I’ve got all of them pressed
Up against my wall
I got a lot of thorn-shaped scars
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them dressed
To impress
[Verse 2]
More dried petals
At my heels
Just like the time before
Your songs always
Sound the same
Beautiful, and then they burn
I’ve heard so many
Rough-draft love songs
I think it’s time I move on
To another
Useless lover
With another dying rose
[Interlude]
You claim to know so much about roses
But you’ll never know as much as I do
[Chorus]
I know a lot about roses
More than you do
I’ve got all of them pressed
Up against my wall
I got a lot of thorn-shaped scars
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them dressed
To impress
[Interlude]
You claim to know so much about music
But you’ll never know as much as I do
[Chorus]
I know a lot about music
More than you do
I’ve got all of it hidden
Within my heart
I got a lot of sad-song tears
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them written
Out for you
I know a lot about roses
More than you do
I’ve got all of them pressed
Up against my wall
I got a lot of thorn-shaped scars
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them dressed
To impress
Another song stuck
In my head
And this time, it’s got a color
Blood red like
The rose you planted
And now, it’s starting to bloom
I’ve held so many
Roses by now
You’d think I was a florist
Even though they were
So many colors
They all died just the same
[Interlude]
You claim to know so much about roses
But you’ll never know as much as I do
[Chorus]
I know a lot about roses
More than you do
I’ve got all of them pressed
Up against my wall
I got a lot of thorn-shaped scars
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them dressed
To impress
[Verse 2]
More dried petals
At my heels
Just like the time before
Your songs always
Sound the same
Beautiful, and then they burn
I’ve heard so many
Rough-draft love songs
I think it’s time I move on
To another
Useless lover
With another dying rose
[Interlude]
You claim to know so much about roses
But you’ll never know as much as I do
[Chorus]
I know a lot about roses
More than you do
I’ve got all of them pressed
Up against my wall
I got a lot of thorn-shaped scars
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them dressed
To impress
[Interlude]
You claim to know so much about music
But you’ll never know as much as I do
[Chorus]
I know a lot about music
More than you do
I’ve got all of it hidden
Within my heart
I got a lot of sad-song tears
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them written
Out for you
I know a lot about roses
More than you do
I’ve got all of them pressed
Up against my wall
I got a lot of thorn-shaped scars
Just like you do
I’ve got all of them dressed
To impress
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