I saw you in the garden
I wanted you so much
I really thought that you were different
Oh I couldn't get enough
I tried to save you from yourself
I felt every high and low
But the lows have drowned the highs away
Now there's no where else to go

Black rose your thorns are cutting into me
For the last time
Black rose I watched your petals wilt away
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