Roses - Baby Woodrose

So now you’re asking who stole your freedom

When the truth is you gave it away

You’ve been selling yourself short

And now you’re dragging your ball and chain

You’re building your own cage

Laying roses on your own grave

You can tell your girlfriend to snuff it

And then convince yourself how you’ve changed

Well, it’s just another nail in your coffin

If you think it’s all just a game

You can make your way to the window

See what tomorrow holds in store

But it’s just like chasing your shadow

If you think it’s not your own fault