Ryan Beaver - Rum And Roses

Sometimes you just want to feel it burn on your lips|Even you know how it's gonna taste tomorrow|Sometimes you just want to hold something beautiful|Even though it makes your hands bleed|It leaves your heart so hollow||Rum and roses|Poison and thorns|We won't regret ‘em|Until the morning|Ride the bus ‘til the sun's up|Then we'll say that it's over|‘Til the next time I show up|With rum and roses||Some nights you just want to feel something comfortable|And the devil that you know is better than devil you don't|Some nights you know you're gonna hurt anyway|You give in to your weakness for a little something stronger||Rum and roses|Poison and thorns|We won't regret ‘em|Until the morning|Ride the bus ‘til the sun's up|Then we'll say that it's over|‘Til the next time I show up|With rum and roses||What makes the room look redder|What makes the world look better|Something just go together like |We go to together like||Rum and roses|Poison and thorns|We won't regret ‘em|Until the morning|Ride the bus ‘til the sun's up|Then we'll say that it's over|‘Til the next time I show up|With rum and roses|Rum and roses||||

Written by:
HAROLD RYAN TYNDELL, JOSH OSBORNE

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group

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