Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Never trust your TV...

Babies learn from what they see.
Teenagers learn from MTVs.
Adolescent learn from documentarys.
Adults learn from society.
But never trust your TV.

That passion isn't real, but the food on the table is.
That love isn't real, but your bank account is.
That future isn't real, but your beer belly is.
That fairytales isn't real, but your deathbed is.
So... never trust your TV.



Every Rose has its thorn - Poison


We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night.
Although we both lie close together.
We feel miles apart inside.
Was it something I said or something I did.
Did my words not come out right.
Though I tried not to hurt you.
Though I tried.
But I guess thats why they say,


Chorus:
Every rose has its thorn.
Just like every night has its dawn.
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song.
Every rose has its thorn.
Yeah it does.


I listen to our favorite song.
Playing on the radio.
the dj say loves a game of easy come and easy go.
But I wonder does he know.
Has he ever felt like this.
And I know that you'd be here right now.
If I could have let you know somehow.
I guess,


Chorus:
Every rose has its thorn.
Just like every night has its dawn.
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song.
Every rose has its thorn.
Yeah it does.


Though its been a while now.
I can still feel so much pain.
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals.
But the scar, that scar remains.


Solo


I know I could have saved a love that night.
If Id known what to say.
Instead of makin love.
We both made our separate ways.
But now I hear you found somebody new.
And that I never meant that much to you.
To hear that tears me up inside.
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess,


Chorus:
Every rose has its thorn.
Just like every night has its dawn.
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song.
Every rose has its thorn.
Yeah it does.

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