The doorbell rings, it's flowers for me Roses again, it's the third time this week What kind of fool Must he picture me to be? To be blinded by a dozen liar's roses. Guilt-stained words, on beautiful cards But not a single one That comes from the heart He's seein' her again 'Cause that's when he starts Sendin' me these lovely, liar's roses. Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses While he dreams of somebody else He lies to me And thinks that I don't know it But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses. Why do I stay, I don't know I guess it's easier than lettin' him go I do the best I can, to not let it show What am I gonna do with all these roses? Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses While he dreams of somebody else He lies to me And thinks that I don't know it But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
