paroles de chanson Roses - Chris LaRocca

No way, no way
Not answering the phone when they tryna' call me
I don't make it easy
No roses on my grave when you come to find me
Did I make it this way

Spending all this time alone
Trying to let myself grow
Till' it pulls me away
And I don't got no answers left there's nothing to say
There's nothing to

I'm sorry if you put your shit on hold for me
I'm sorry if you felt you should get close to me
I'm sorry I'm dishonest it's the worst about me

No way, no way
Not answering the phone when they tryna' call me
I don't make it easy
No roses on my grave when you come to find me
Did I make it this way

No way
Not answering the phone when they tryna' call me
I don't make it easy
No roses on my grave when you come to find me
Did I make it this way

Been heavy on my mind these days
I flicker with the light, never turning away
And now it fades when I try to explain
Swallowed all the words I had nothing to say
Had nothing to

So tell me everything you know
I'll wait patiently to let you go
And I'm sorry I'm dishonest it's the worst about me

No way, no way
Not answering the phone when they tryna' call me
I don't make it easy
No roses on my grave when you come to find me
Did I make it this way

There's nothing left to talk about, you're turning away
And unless you got some questions left there's nothing to say
There's nothing to

No way, no way
Not answering the phone when they tryna' call me
I don't make it easy
No roses on my grave when you come to find me
Did I make it this way
No way
Not answering the phone when they tryna' call me
I don't make it easy
No roses on my grave when you come to find me
Did I make it this way