Every Rose Has Its Thorn (Rerecorded) - Bret Michaels

We both lie silently still in the dead of the night

Although we both lie close together, we feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said, or I did?

Did my words not come out right?

Though I tried not to hurt you, though I tried

But, I guess that’s why they say

Every rose, has its thorn

Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy, sings a sad, sad song

Every rose has its thorn

yea it does

I listened to her favorite song

Its play’en ont he radio

where the dj says love is a game of

easy come and easy go

but I wonder, does he know?

has he ever felt like this?

And I know that you would be here right now

if I only let you know somehow

I guess, every rose has its thorn

Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy, sings a sad, sad, song

every rose has its thorn

though its been awile now

i can still feel so much pain

like a knife that cuts you the wound heals

but the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved out love that night,

if I would have known what to say

instead of making love

we both made our seperate ways

And now i hear you found someone new

and that I never meant that much to you

To hear that tears me up inside

and to see you cuts me like a knife

I guess every rose

has its thorn

just like every night

has its dawn

just like every cowboy

sings a sad, sad, song

Every Rose Has Its Thorn