We both lie silently stillIn the dead of the nightAlthough we both lie close togetherWe feel miles apart insideWas it something I said or something I didDid my words not come out rightThough I tried not to hurt youYeah I triedBut I guess that's why they sayEvery rose has its thornJust like every night has its dawnJust like every cowboy sings his sad, sad songEvery rose has its thornYeah it doesI
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