Another year passed
Another day gone...

I'm tired of my life
The way I am the things I do...

I hug your picture every night
I say a little prayer...

The lines and cuts, tell your story
Only the ones of hurt, none of glory...

Not an empty coffin
But a hallowed face...

I\\\'m a b i t c h, it\\\'s just me
It gets worse, wait and see...

As I look into the sky
And see the colors molding into two...

Roses are red
Violets are blue...

Roses are red,
Violets are green...

Of all the hard times i can remember,
The worst one i can recall...

Roses are blue
Violets are red...

ROSES ARE RED
VIOLETS ARE BLUE...