Roses for the Dead

Roses for the Dead - Funeral For A Friend

Just to say we're sorry

For the black eyes and bleeding lips

When it's hard to forget

How many lies we've told

Oh how we go

Before I said goodbye

So let's scrape our knees on the playground

It's not your fault

You feel okay

It's too late in the day

It's not your fault

You feel betrayed You can't come out to play

I never listened to a word you never said

I never listened to a word you never said

Wasting the hours now

We're all suckers for tragedies

We'll start things over again

And you'll bring us to our knees

When sunrise comes

And the story will sell

There'll be a hundred papers

So we'll fight all you want

It's not your fault

You feel okay

It's too late in the day

It's not your fault

You feel betrayed

You can't come out to play

I never listened to a word you never said

I never listened to a word you never said

So raise your hands up high

And let this rain pour

So raise your hands up high

And wash us away

We still have got each other

You look just like your mother

You look just like your father

Forgive me my father

The sun is smiling

So let roses be red