I was talking to myself You leaned in to hear I caught your silky laugh Like a ribbon in my ear You lay distracted Like Truman on the ropes I stood sunburnt and naked So heavy with hope
And I'm not sure If I was promised or warned When you said you'd be my rose and thorn
If you'd like to bloom I will make it rain With the pigs that made it to the moon And a dog who learned her name I want you to understand But you just can't win I write our names upon the sand And you watch the tide come in
And I've been waiting for you, baby Since the day I was born You'll always be my rose and thorn
No one else will ever hurt me No one else will get to try No one else has petals That fall up towards the sky
I know I'm too preoccupied With what lays ahead But I can't seem to settle on What to think about instead I should live in the moment But I'd never make it home I'd lay here with my hands on you 'Til I was only breath and bone
And I'm not sure If I was promised or warned When you said you'd be my rose and thorn And I've been waiting for you, baby Since the day I was born You'll always be my rose and thorn
Compositores: Maya Ray Thurman Hawke (Maya Hawke), Jesse Harris ECAD: Obra #41397873