I would litter your walk with pink roses
But my pocket isn’t deep enough
I would crown you as queen
But first you’ve got to make me king
I would pretend to love you
If you would pretend to care
I would be your friend
If you forget what I wanted of you
I would be everything to you
If you ever needed everything
I would do anything you asked
If it didn’t have to come with a price
I would cut the leash
But it keeps me close to you
I would fall in love with you all over again
If I had the chance
But I would change everything
Because petals wilt and roses die
I would keep all these feelings to myself
And never bought this paper
Never learned to write
So all we got is a pink rose
And some melodramatic stories
Rolled in a ball, hidden from others
Or maybe its my imagination you care
All I want is for me to be someone else
To see what its like
Not to be involved
So you can whisper in my ear
What you want to hear
And I’ll write it down in verse
And keep it to myself
Your use of me is enough
You don’t like to hear how I feel
Of all the women I’ve known
None of them are you
So I’d rather be alone