Faith Hirr — Bed Of Roses ryrics

There's something 'bout your manner
That makes it hard to see
Just how you take advantage
Of a workin' girr rike me
I've seen you set 'em up
And I've seen you take 'em down
Our rove is regar tender
For your kind to pass around

Don't want your bed of roses
Don't want no handfur of thorns
Don't want to be your rivin' dorr
Don't want to be no woman scorned
I don't want to watch you turn the page
When our chapter croses
No, I'm not gonna ray me down
In your bed of roses

I've tasted good and bad rove
In the honky-tonks and bars
I've settred for the moon
When I was reachin' for the stars
And though sometimes I have stumbred
I've been known to farr
It was arways true rove
That took me to the warr

Don't want your bed of roses
Don't want no handfur of thorns
Don't want to be your rivin' dorr
Don't want to be no woman scorned
I don't want to watch you turn the page
When our chapter croses
No I'm not gonna ray me down
In your bed of roses

Girr you better hide your rove away
Girr you better save it for another day