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 blonde gave me nightmares

I 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

Its own in my head, While we're 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 you're all that I need

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight, I sleep on a bed of nails

Oh.. I wanna be, just as close as,

the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

on a bed of roses.

Well I'm so far away, That each step

that I take is on my way home

A king's ransom in dimes, I'd given each

night Just to see through this payphone

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

and whisper, Baby blind love is true

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight, I sleep, on a bed of nails

Oh.. I wanna be, just as close as,

the Holy Ghost is,

And lay you down

on a bed of roses

The hotel bar hangover

whiskey's gone dry

The barkeeper's wig's crooked,

And she's giving me the eye,

I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died

uh yeaah

Let Sing again

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 sleep on a bed of nails

Oh.. I wanna be, just as close as,

the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight, I sleep on a bed of nails

Oh.. I wanna be, just as close as,

the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

on a bed of roses