Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm still thinking
About me and you.

The way that we laughed,
The way that you smiled,
The feelings you gave me
And how they've lasted for a while.

The Roses are dying,
The Violets are burning,
When I look at you
my stomach starts turning.

I start to think of the times we shared,
The happiness you brought me,
And how it all went downhill.

The roses are dead,
The violets are burned,
I'm sick of this feeling,
You were a lesson well learned.

I'm trying my hardest to say goodbye,
But babe there was something,
I feel for your eyes.

Bye now my dearest,
I love you so,
There will always be a spot for you
And I hope that you will always know.