Pickin' Petals - The Avons

Wildfire on a Harley

Tatoos in the wind

Burns like a cigarette

And I just wanna breathe it in

Alone again tonight

With a dozen

I’m Sorrys by my side

Red pink and white

Such a shame to watch them die

One by one I let them fall

Like tear drops in slow motion

He loves me or he loves me not

I’m running out of roses

He’s beautiful, dangerous

A storm that never settles

And I’m growing tired of picking petals

I swear he’s the devil

With an angel face

Got a kiss like poison

But I love the taste

My hopes get too high

Then crash without a sound

When the clock strikes midnight

And he’s nowhere to be found I watch them hit the ground

One by one I let them fall

Like tear drops in slow motion

He loves me or he loves me not

I’m running out of roses

He’s beautiful, dangerous

A storm that never settles

And I’m growing tired of picking petals

Knocking at my door

As the last one hits the floor

Knocking at my door

As the last one hits the floor

One by one I let them fall

Like tear drops in slow motion

He loves me or he loves me not

I’m running out of roses

He’s beautiful, dangerous

A storm that never settles

And I’m growing tired of picking petals