Thorns
Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find
Of the bouquet I chose
The most beautiful rose
And with my love I proposed
Round and round it goes
And up from the ground it grows
And eventually dies so slow
That's why I need to know
Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find
I find it harder to face
The one rose I put in a vase
Not knowing you need more space
It reminds me that I can feel
It reminds me that I can still heal
'Cause I smell your fragrance still
And I always will
Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find
Won't you give me a reason why?
Now you're making a grown man cry
I suppose the redder the rose
Many more thorns, baby
More thorns you find
They say that real men are not supposed to cry
Next time give me fake roses so they'll never die
Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find
Won't you give me a reason why?
Now you're making a grown man cry
I suppose the redder the rose
Many more thorns, baby
More thorns you find
Autor(es): Alex Kresovich / Callaway / Hayden Frank / Samuel Harris
