Keith Stegall - Guilty Rose
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He's out again, God knows where
She stays home and sits, and stares, and thinks
Where could he be?
He never calls, he just shows up
Hands her a rose without a touch or kiss
How'd it come to this?
What used to be a sign of love
Now is used to cover up what he does
Where he goes
He's hoping maybe she won't ask
And a simple flower will hide his tracks
But she knows
It's just another guilty rose
She remembers way back when
That pink rose he brought with him red-faced
To their first day
And on the day he married her
All the roses in the church were white
They were joined for life
What used to be a sign of love
Now is used to cover up what he does
Where he goes
He's hoping maybe she won't ask
And a simple flower will hide his tracks
But she knows
It's just another guilty rose
It's just another guilty rose
She stays home and sits, and stares, and thinks
Where could he be?
He never calls, he just shows up
Hands her a rose without a touch or kiss
How'd it come to this?
What used to be a sign of love
Now is used to cover up what he does
Where he goes
He's hoping maybe she won't ask
And a simple flower will hide his tracks
But she knows
It's just another guilty rose
She remembers way back when
That pink rose he brought with him red-faced
To their first day
And on the day he married her
All the roses in the church were white
They were joined for life
What used to be a sign of love
Now is used to cover up what he does
Where he goes
He's hoping maybe she won't ask
And a simple flower will hide his tracks
But she knows
It's just another guilty rose
It's just another guilty rose
