Bed of Roses · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

Sitting here wasted and wounded with this old piano.

Trying hard to capture the moment, this morning I don´t know.

´Cause a bottle of vodka still lies in my head and some blonde

Gave me nightmares, I 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 iron-clad fist I wake up to french-kiss the morning.

While a marching band keeps it´s own beat

In my head while we´re talking

About all of the things that I longed 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.

Tonight I sleep on a bed of nails.

I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is.

Lay you down, on a bed of roses.

I´m so far away, each step that I take´s on my way home.

А king´s ransom in dimes I´d give each night

To see through this payphone.

But I´d 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 it probably is true”.

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses.

Tonight I sleep on a bed of nails.

I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is.

Lay you down, on a bed of roses.

The hotel bars hangover whiskey´s gone dry.

The bartender´s wig´s crooked, she´s giving me the eye.

might´ve said yes, but I laughed so hard I think I died.

Now as you close your eyes you know I´ll be thinking about you.

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 its you I´d die to defend.

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses.

Tonight I sleep on a bed of nails.

I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is.

Lay you down, on a bed of roses.