There’s a girl I know with a poison rose
She’s gonna bring her
I suppose
Everybody’s got a pretty friend
The words they buy
The time they spend
Goodnight
When her friend’s around
She disappears
Amid the broken stems
And tears
Everybody’s got a pretty friend
The words they buy
The time they spend
Goodnight
It’s a bitter pill
And it’s hard to swallow
She could take the lead
But she never follows
The bed of roses
Turn to nails
The best laid plans
Always fail
Everybody’s got a pretty friend
The words they buy
The time they spend
Goodnight
Goodnight
Da-la-la-la-la...
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