Bed Of Roses

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
Is still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
I 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 ironclad 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 thing that I long to believe
About love and truth and what you mean to me
And the truth is: Baby, you're all that I need

I want to lay 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 is on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes
(I'd) 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 want to lay 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's hangover whiskey's gone dry
The barkeeper's wig's crooked
And she's giving me the eye
And I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died, ooh yeah

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
To 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 want to lay 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 

I want to lay you down in 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