A month ago, you called me beautiful and told me you loved me
Today I saw you looking at a rose
You called it beautiful before breaking it's strong stem and taking it away from the rest of the roses
Maybe it's starting to make sense now
A month ago, you called me beautiful and told me you loved me
Today I saw you looking at a rose
You called it beautiful before breaking it's strong stem and taking it away from the rest of the roses
Maybe it's starting to make sense now