i'll pick up a rose to rose you tonight
i don't care if the moon don't show off his light
i'll walk the dark to rose you tonight
i don't care if the thorns cut, let people die

don't wait for me, i'll come at midnight
kiss the stars last time as you close your eye
you will wake up to my dead rose garden
you will wake up to me rosing you goodbye.

we were at either side of the door
you couldn't see me through the small keyhole
but i could hear your crying from here
because a part of me was resting in your pocket

don't take the shirt off...