Songtext von I Won't Send Roses

I won't send roses Or hold the door I won't remember Which dress you wore My heart is too much in control The lack of romance in my soul Will turn you grey, kid So stay away, kid Forget my shoulder When you're in need Forgetting birthdays Is guaranteed And should I love you, you would be The last to know I won't send roses And roses suit you so My pace is frantic My temper's cross With words romantic I'm at a loss I'd be the first one to agree That I'm preoccupied with me And it's inbred, kid So keep your head, kid In me you'll find things Like guts and nerve But not the kind of things That you deserve And so while there's a fighting chance Just turn and go I won't send roses And roses suit you so