Red Roses and Liars.
Roses are red.
Voilets are blue.
If I didn't have a brain,
I'd be just like you.
My thoughts are bad.
But so are you.
For everything
you put me through.
Roses are red.
Grass is green.
You put a knife in my back,
just to hear me scream.
Your excuses are cliche,
like I haven't heard them before.
So just turn around.
Walk out the door.
Roses are red.
Voilets are blue.
It's hilarious how your lies,
are what makes you, you.
Voilets are blue.
If I didn't have a brain,
I'd be just like you.
My thoughts are bad.
But so are you.
For everything
you put me through.
Roses are red.
Grass is green.
You put a knife in my back,
just to hear me scream.
Your excuses are cliche,
like I haven't heard them before.
So just turn around.
Walk out the door.
Roses are red.
Voilets are blue.
It's hilarious how your lies,
are what makes you, you.