Bed of Roses (Acoustic Version) - Catch This Beat

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 blond gave me nightmares

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

It's own beat in my head

While we're talking

About all of the things

That I long to believe

About love the truth

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'll sleep on a bed of nails

I wanna be

Just as close as

The holy ghost is

And lay you down

On a bed of roses

Well this hotel bar's hangover whiskey's gone dry

The barkeeper's wig's crooked

And she's giving me the eye

Well I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died

Ooh yeah

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

Won't be alone

Know that don't mean

I'm not lonely

Oh no please

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'll sleep on a bed of nails

I wanna be

Just as close as

The holy ghost is

Lay you down

In a bed of roses