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Ryan Adams - Cold Roses Lyrics

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  • The mirrors in the room go black and blue
  • On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
  • We don't choose who we love
  • We don't choose
  • The lights over the Midway melt on the street
  • In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet
  • She don't love who he choose
  • She don't need what she use
  • Daylight comes and exposes
  • Saturday's bruises and cold roses
  • Cold roses
  • Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow
  • From underneath your bed you can't see the window
  • We don't choose what we see
  • We don't choose
  • Fortunate and angry just like a child
  • All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
  • We don't choose what we love
  • And she don't need what she got
  • Daylight comes and exposes
  • Saturday's bruises and cold roses
  • Cold roses
  • Cold roses
  • Cold roses
  • Cold roses

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