sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano trying hard to capture the moment this morning i don t know cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head and some blond gave me nightmares think that she s still in my bed as i dream about movies they won t make of me when i m dead with an ironclad fist i wake up and french kiss the morning while some marching band keeps it s own beat in my head while we re talking about all of the things that i long to believe about love the truth what you mean to me and the truth is baby you re all that i need i wanna lay you down in a bed of roses for tonight i ll sleep on a bed of nails i wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses well i m so far away the step that i take s on my way home a king s ransom in dimes i d give each night to see through this pay phone still i run out of time or it s hard to get through till the bird on the wire flies me back to you i ll just close my eyes whisper baby blind love is true i wanna lay you down in a bed of roses for tonight i ll sleep on a bed of nails i wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses well this hotel bar s hangover whiskey s gone dry the barkeeper s wig s crooked and she s giving me the eye well i might have said yeah but i laughed so hard i think i died ooh yeah now as you close your eyes know i ll be thinking about you while my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again tonight i won t be alone but you know that don t mean i m not lonely i ve got nothing to prove for it s you that i d die to defend i wanna lay you down in a bed of roses for tonight i ll sleep on a bed of nails i wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is and lay you down i wanna lay you down in a bed of roses for tonight i ll sleep on a bed of nails i wanna be just as close as your holy ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses