Sitting Here Wasted And Wounded At This Old Piano
Trying Hard To Capture The Moment This Morning I
Don′t Know 'Cause A Bottle Of Vodka′s Still
Lodged In My Head And Some Blonde Gave Me
Nightmares 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 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 Want
To Lay You Down In A Bed Of Roses
For Tonight I′ll Sleep On A Bed Of Nails
Oh 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 In A Bed Of
Roses For Tonight I'll Sleep On A Bed Of
Nails Oh I Want To 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 Wig′s Crooked
And She's Giving Me The Eye Well I Might
Have Said Yeah But I Laughed So Hard I
Think I Died Ooh Yeah Now As You
Close Your Eyes 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
But 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 Want To Lay
You Down In A Bed Of Roses For Tonight
I'll Sleep On A Bed Of Nails I Want
To Be Just As Close As The Holy Ghost
Is And Lay You Down I Want To
Lay You Down In A Bed Of Roses For
Tonight I′ll 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