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Well . . . I quit for a week =\

We both like 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 that's why they say

Every rose has it's 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
Played on the radio
Hear 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

Every rose has it's thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

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

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin love
We both made our separate ways

But now I near you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess

Every rose has it's thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn