Roses - Maddie Poppe

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ha

I know I should be happy but I’m not

I know that I should smile but I can’t stop

Wishing I was something that I’m not

Whoa-oh

Whoa-oh

Everything that I could ever need

Is at my beck and call and at my feet

And every door is open up for me

So why am I crying myself to sleep

Yeah, I’ll be fine

I’ve gone through this a thousand times

So low, so down

Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now

It’s not roses in my head

Even I can’t understand

Pickin' peaches with my hands

But still no roses in my head

No roses, no roses

No roses in my head

No roses, no roses

No roses in my head

Can’t be honest without feeling all this guilt

But I’m only guilty feeling what I feel

And if you know me then you know I’m bein' real

Lights, cameras, smile

That’s the deal

Yeah, I’ll be fine

I’ve gone through this a thousand times

So low, so down

Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now

It’s not roses in my head

Even I can’t understand

Pickin' peaches with my hands

But still no roses in my head

No roses, no roses

No roses in my head

No roses, no roses

No roses in my head-ead

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ah

I’ll be fine

I’ve gone through this a thousand times

So low, so down

Maybe tomorrow will be better but right now

It’s not roses in my head

Even I can’t understand

Pickin' peaches with my hands

But still no roses in my head

No roses, no roses

No roses in my head

No no no roses, no roses

No roses in my head-ead

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ha