Another year passed
Another day gone...
I'm tired of my life
The way I am the things I do...
I hug your picture every night
I say a little prayer...
The lines and cuts, tell your story
Only the ones of hurt, none of glory...
Not an empty coffin
But a hallowed face...
I\\\'m a b i t c h, it\\\'s just me
It gets worse, wait and see...
As I look into the sky
And see the colors molding into two...
Roses are red
Violets are blue...
Roses are red,
Violets are green...
Of all the hard times i can remember,
The worst one i can recall...
Roses are blue
Violets are red...
ROSES ARE RED
VIOLETS ARE BLUE...