The cinematic after effects of alcohol
 Have led me to believe
 That there's nothing more beautiful
 Than a face as it starts to fade
 From your memory, what had once been clear as the day
 Obscured by the shade
 
 And I was always the thorn to your rose
 
 A long string of disappointing days
 Led me to concede that I'd been losing sleep
 And I'm tired and frayed at the seams
 And things are changing in me
 It's been two hard months since I could call you my own
 It cuts to the bone
 Is there anything that I can do when I've been turned into stone
 
 But I was always the thorn to your rose
 Some doors are better left closed
 
 You move like a rolling wave
 One that don't fade when it's gone
 Beyond a doubt it gets so hard that a stone would cry out
 
 I know there's a lesson in here
 But it's so hard to find
 I've been searching my mind
 A little pearl of wisdom for the later years
 When the thread of this life starts to unwind
 I never had to fight for my love
 But that's over I know
 It's just how it goes
 I never had to fight for my love
 But that's over I know
 It's just how it goes
 
 And you move like a rolling wave
 One that don't fade when it's gone
 Beyond a doubt it gets so hard, it gets so hard
 That a stone would cry out
 Some doors are better left closed
 
 Some say this place makes it hard to hold your head up
 Some days this face makes me feel like I've been set up