I can hardly bare
the sight of lipstick
on the cigarettes there
in the ashtray
Lyin' cold the
way you left them
But at least your lips caressed
them while you packed
And a lip print on a half
filled cup of coffee
That you poured
and didn't drink
But at least you
thought you wanted it
That's so much more
than I can say for me
But what a good
year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could
stand another mowin'
Funny I don't even care
When you turned
and walked away
And as the door
behind you closes
The only thing I know to say
It's been a good
year for the roses
After three full
years of marriage
It's the first time that
you haven't made the bed
I guess the reason
we're not talkin'
There's so little left to
say we haven't said
While a million thoughts
go runnin' through my mind
I find I haven't spoke a word
And from the bedroom
those familiar sounds
Of our one baby's
cryin' goes unheard
But what a good year
for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could
stand another mowin'
Funny I don't even care
When you turned
and walked away
And as the door
behind you closes
The only thing I know to say
It's been a good
year for the roses