Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano

Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know

'Cause a bottle of vodka's still lodged in my head

And some blonde gave me nightmares

I think that she's still in my bed

As I dream about movies

They won't make of me when I'm dead

With an ironclad fist I wake up and French-kiss the morning

While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head while we're talking

About all of the things that I long to believe:

About love, the truth, what you mean to me

And the truth is

Baby, you're all that I need

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on a bed of roses

Well, I'm so far away

That each step that I take is on my way home

A king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night just to see through this pay-phone

Still I run out of time or it's hard to get through

'Til the bird on the wire flies me back to you

I'll just close my eyes and whisper

"Baby, blind love is true."

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on a bed of roses

Well, this hotel bar's hangover whiskey's gone dry

The barkeeper's wig's crooked and she's giving me the eye

Well, I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died

Now as you close your eyes

Know I'll be thinking about you

While my mistress—she calls me

To stand in her spotlight again

Tonight I won't be alone

But you know that don't mean I'm not lonely

I've got nothing to prove

For it's you that I'd die to defend

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails

Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on a bed of roses