Bb F Bb F (x2)

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 blond 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 iron-clad 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 wanna lay

You down in a bed of roses

For tonight

I 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's on my way home

A King's ransom in dimes

I 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 wanna lay

You down in a bed of roses

For tonight

I 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 hangover

Whiskey's gone dry, the barkeeper's wig's crooked

And she's giving me the eye

I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died, uh yeah!...

(x3)

 

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 wanna lay

You down in a bed of roses

For tonight

I sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I want to be

Just as close as

The Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

I wanna lay

You down in a bed of roses

For tonight

I 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