โหลดเพลง mp3 Blood Roses (Live In Cleveland 11/1/07) - Tori Amos

Blood Roses - Tori Amos
Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now

Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now

Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now
Can't forget the things you never said
On days like these,
starts me thinking

When chickens get a taste of your meat, girl

And chickens get a taste of your meat, yes

You gave him your blood
and your warm little diamond

You gave him your blood
and your warm little diamond

You gave him your blood
and your warm little diamond

He likes killing you after you're dead

You think I'm a queer,
I think you're a queer
I think you're a queer

I think you're a queer

I shaved every place
where you been, boy

I said, I shaved every place
where you been, yes

God knows I know
I've thrown away those graces

God knows I've
thrown away those graces

God knows I know I've
thrown away those graces

The Belle of New Orleans

Tried to show me once how to tango
Round and round your feet

Round and round like good little roses

Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now

Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now, now, now

Now you've cut out the flute
From the throat of the loon
At least when you cry now
He can't even hear you

When chickens get a taste of your meat, girl

Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Oh when he sucks you deep, yes

Sometimes you're nothing but meat