Roses Are Dead

[Verse 1]

This is called breakup poetry

Do you know what rhymes with fuck you?

Little bit of "You suck" therapy

Finding pretty ways to say the ugly things you did to me

[Pre-Chorus]

So 'til death do us part

Turned that bullshit into art

Here's a poem from the bottom of my broken heart

[Chorus]

Roses are dead, my heart is blue

Want back in my bed? Well, boo fucking hoo

Roses are dead, our love is too

I've got five fingers and this one's for you

Roses are dead, my heart is blue

Want back in my bed? Well, boo fucking hoo

Roses are dead, our love is too

I've got five fingers and this one's for you

[Verse 2]

I wish I never even let you stay

Sometimes I wish that you were in the grave

Bottom right of the page where I sign my name

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

[Pre-Chorus]

So 'til death do us part

Turned that bullshit into art

Here's a poem from the bottom of my broken heart

[Chorus]

Roses are dead, my heart is blue

Want back in my bed? Well, boo fucking hoo

Roses are dead, our love is too

I've got five fingers and this one's for you

Roses are dead, my heart is blue

Want back in my bed? Well, boo fucking hoo

Roses are dead, our love is too

I've got five fingers and this one's for you

[Bridge]

And this one's for you

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah

This is called breakup poetry

Do you know what rhymes with fuck you?

Little bit of "You suck" therapy

Finding pretty ways to say the ugly things you did to me

[Chorus]

Roses are dead, my heart is blue

Want back in my bed? Well, boo fucking hoo

Roses are dead, our love is too

I've got five fingers and this one's for you

Roses are dead, my heart is blue

Want back in my bed? Well, boo fucking hoo

Roses are dead, our love is too

I've got five fingers and this one's for you