Every Rose Has Its Thorn (Made Famous by Poison) - Bret Michaels

We both lie silently still

In the dead of the night

Although we both lie close together

We feel miles apart inside

Was it somethin' I said or somethin' I did?

Did my words not come out right?

Though I tried not to hurt you

Though I tried but I guess that’s why, they say

Every rose has its thorn

Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song

Every rose has its, yeah, it does

I listen to my favorite song

Playin' on the radio

Hear the D.J.

say

«Love's a game of easy come and easy go»

But I wonder, does he know

Has he ever felt like this?

And I know that you’d be here right now

If I could’ve let you know somehow

I guess, every rose has its thorn

Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song

Every rose has its thorns

Though it’s been a while now

I can still feel so much pain

Like the knife that cuts you, the wound heals

But the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved our love that night

If I’d known what to say

Instead of makin' love we both

Made our separate ways

But now, I hear you’ve found somebody new

And that I never meant that much to you

To hear that tears me up inside

And to see you cuts me like a knife

I guess, every rose has its thorn

Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song

Every rose has its