Gurl - Roses Lyrics

That man is selling roses
I look to you
As you look to me
That man is selling roses

Rosey cheeks they're onto me
They're creeping through my window
Inside of me
Reflection's deep

Ow
Heartbeat inching halftime
Ow
It slowed down
Ow
Bedtime creeping on this night
I lie awake and dream

Hand on your body, but I didn't feel your thorn
I swear, I swear I swear
My hands were on your body but didn't feel your thorns
There, there

Well that man was selling roses
I cried for you while you cried for me
That man was selling roses
That man was selling roses
I cried for you
I thought you'd cry for me too
Ouch