Testo di Take His Rose

Don’t hurt him too bad if he asks you To take his rose Don’t hurt him too bad 'cause he’s so in love But I’m sure that you already know 'Cause his eyes would tell you Anything that he writes in the dark And you don’t have to let him down gently He’ll break his own heart But she let him down And laid his head on the ground She took his rose in her hands And left without a sound The same voice that was crying out: Murder You never heard behind the press of her lips Did you hear as she whispered: It’s over Or were you eclipsed? Don’t hurt him too bad’s what I asked you I didn’t think you’d take his rose But it’s you that it hurt, and I feel like I jerk It was I who held the thorns, I suppose It was I who held the thorns, I suppose