[Verse 1]
I was more than just a coward
I was handsome too
I felt nothing when your flood came down
Holding fines that made me wonder
If the lights were wrong
With my hands that never touched no ground
When your talent is in numbers
Of the many times you're gone
I could lie I don’t give up forgiving
But sometimes it's just roses
Dying too young
[Verse 2]
As I'm fencing up the hours
In the fields of red
While you think I’m on a loveless stray
In the letters from the lovers
In the land gone wrong
Explanations always written late
When your talent curse the framing
All the crying you heard sung
I could lie I don't care 'bout what's missing
But sometimes it's just roses
Dying too young
I was more than just a coward
I was handsome too
I felt nothing when your flood came down
Holding fines that made me wonder
If the lights were wrong
With my hands that never touched no ground
When your talent is in numbers
Of the many times you're gone
I could lie I don’t give up forgiving
But sometimes it's just roses
Dying too young
[Verse 2]
As I'm fencing up the hours
In the fields of red
While you think I’m on a loveless stray
In the letters from the lovers
In the land gone wrong
Explanations always written late
When your talent curse the framing
All the crying you heard sung
I could lie I don't care 'bout what's missing
But sometimes it's just roses
Dying too young
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