• Sitting here wasted and wounded
    At this old piano
    Trying hard to capture
    The moment this morning I dont know
    cause a bottle of vodka
    Is still lodged in my head
    And some blond gave me nightmares
    I think shes still in my bed
    As I dream about movies
    They wont make of me when Im dead

    With an ironclad fist I wake up and
    French kiss the morning
    While some marching band keeps
    Its own beat in my head
    While were talking
    About all of the things that I long to believe
    About love and the truth and
    What you mean to me
    And the truth is baby youre all that I need

    I want to lay you on a bed of roses
    For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
    I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
    And lay you down on bed of roses

    Well Im so far away
    That each step that I take is on my way home
    A kings ransom in dimes Id given each night
    Just to see through this payphone
    Still I run out of time
    Or its hard to get through
    Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
    Ill just close my eyes and whisper,
    Baby blind love is true

    I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
    For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
    I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
    And lay you down on bed of roses

    The hotel bar hangover whiskeys gone dry
    The barkeepers wigs crooked
    And shes giving me the eye
    I might have said yeah
    But I laughed so hard I think I died

    When you close your eyes
    Know Ill be thinking about you
    While my mistress she calls me
    To stand in her spotlight again
    Tonite I wont be alone
    But you know that dont
    Mean Im not lonely Ive got nothing to prove
    For its you that Id die to defend

    I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
    For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
    I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
    And lay you down on bed of roses