| Sitting here wasted and woundedAt this old piano,
 Trying hard to capture the moment
 This morning I don't know
 'Cause a bottle of vodka
 Is still lodged in my head
 And some blond gave me nightmares
 I think 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
 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
 And what you mean to me
 And the truth is
 Baby you're all that I need
 
 [Chorus:]
 I want to lay you on a bed of roses
 For tonight I 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
 
 Well I'm so far away
 Each step that I take's on my way home
 A king's ransom in dimes
 I'd give each night
 To see through this pay phone
 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
 
 [Chorus]
 
 The 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
 
 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
 
 
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