"Thorns" lyrics

"Thorns"

Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find

Of the bouquet I chose
The most beautiful rose
And with my love, I proposed
'Round and 'round it goes
And up from the ground it grows
And eventually dies so slow
That's why I need to know

Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find

I find it hard to face
The one rose I put in a vase
Not knowing you need more space
Reminds me that I can feel
Reminds me that I can still heal
'Cause I smell your fragrance still
And I always will

Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find

Won't you give me a reason why?
You're making a grown man cry
I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find

They say that real men are
Not supposed to cry
Next time give me fake roses
So they'll never die

Why won't you give me a reason why?
Babe, I'm begging you please
Oh, I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find

Won't you give me a reason why?
You're making a grown man cry
I suppose the redder the rose
The many more thorns, baby
The more thorns you find


Writer(s): Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Samuel Nelson Harris, Alexander Kresovich, Hayden Frank
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