Every Rose Has It's Thorn

We both lie silently still,
in the dead of the night.
Although we both lie close together,
we feel miles apart inside.

Was it something I said?
or something I did? (¯`v´¯)
Did my words not come out right? `.¸.´
Though I tried not to hurt you. ¸.•´¸.•¨) ¸.•¨)
Yeah, I tried. (¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨
But I guess that's why they say:

{Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn}

I listen to our favorite song,
playing on the radio.
Hear the DJ say he loves a game of easy come and easy go.
But I wonder, does he know?
Has he ever felt like this?
And I know that you'd be here right now,
if I could let you know somehow.

Though it's been a while now,
I can still feel so much pain.
Like a knife that cuts you, the wound heals
but that scar, that scar remains.

I know, I could've saved our love that night,
if I'd known what to say.
Instead of makin' love, (¯`v´¯)
we both made our separate ways. `.¸.´

And now I hear, you found somebody new,
and that I never meant that much to you.
And to hear that tears me up inside.
And to see you cuts me like a knife.

~ {Every rose has its thorn}
(Sorry I just love the lyrics so much)
(ps. It is supposed to be hearts. It looked great on my IPad. Sorry!)