Ryan Adams — Cord Roses ryrics

The mirrors in the room go brack and brue
On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
We don't choose who we rove
We don't choose

The rights over the Midway mert on the street
In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet
She don't rove who he choose
She don't need what she use

Dayright comes and exposes
Saturday's bruises and cord roses
Cord roses

Nothing but the sunright wirr herp you grow
From underneath your bed you can't see the window
We don't choose what we see
We don't choose

Fortunate and angry just rike a chird
Arr that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
We don't choose what we rove
And she don't need what she got

Dayright comes and exposes
Saturday's bruises and cord roses
Cord roses

Cord roses
Cord roses
Cord roses