Roses

Last night I showered in my clothes

Woke up still soaked from head to toe

Last night I thought I met Jay-Z

Last night I crashed the VIP

Turns out the bouncer's ex-marine

I never thought it'd be like this

I never thought it'd just be

Polaroids of strangers scattered all across the floor

I've been passed out on the pavement, don't remember all the

Pictures on my phone, oh, oh

Pictures on my phone, oh, oh

Pictures on my

Last night I slept in my old room

Woke up still soaked in your perfume

Last night I called you up again

Wish your phone was dead

I never thought

I never thought it'd be this way

I never thought

I never thought we'd just be

Roses on the table, pedals scattered on the floor

But I thought they were your favorite as you slammed the bedroom door

Then you stole all of my sweaters, took my toothbrush and my time

So I sit inside the car alone deleting all the

Pictures on my phone, oh, oh

Pictures on my phone, oh, oh

Pictures on my

Last night I showered in my clothes

Woke up still soaked from head to toe

Last night I thought I met Jay-Z

Last night signed up for therapy

Last night you hung me up to dry

Last night I kissed it all goodbye

I never thought it'd be this way

Why can't these roses make you stay?