Every Rose Has Its Thorn

We both lost sight of the ceiling in the dead of the night

And though we both lie close together, I feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did? Did my words not come out right?

I know we tried not to hurt you, I know we tried

But I guess that's why we sing every rose as it's thawn.

Just like every night as it's dawn.

Just like every cowboy sings the same same sad song.

Every rose as it's thawn.

I listen to my favorite song playing on the radio

Where the DJ says memories that come as days ago

But I wonder, does he know?

Has he ever felt like this?

Then I know that you'd be here right now

If I could let you know somehow

Somehow I said every rose has its thorn

Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy sings the same, sings that song

And every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now, I can still feel so much pain

Like a knife that cut through wood heals

And those skies, those skies remain

I know I could've saved the love of the night if I'd known what to say

Instead of making love, we both made it separate ways

You found somebody new, and that'll never meant that much to you.

The heat of that tears me up inside, and the sea cuts me like a knife.

I guess every rose has its thorn.

Just like every night has its dawn.

Just like every cowboy sings the same same song, every rose has its thong.