Roses
You took the roses, dead and gone, I gave.
You took the sun and moon from which we made.
You'll be the one to kill me, in the end.
All the promises you swore were true.
You're full of lies in everything you do.
You'll be the one to ruin me.
Chorus:
Maybe after all, you will see,
As I start to cut away, and start to take me life!
As I start to cut away,
you got to promise me that you will take my knife!
Rosas
Tomaste las rosas, muertas y marchitas, que te di.
Tomaste el sol y la luna de los que hicimos.
Serás tú quien me mate, al final.
Todas las promesas que juraste eran verdaderas.
Estás lleno de mentiras en todo lo que haces.
Serás tú quien me arruine.
Coro:
Quizás al final, verás,
Mientras empiezo a cortar y a quitarme la vida.
Mientras empiezo a cortar,
tienes que prometerme que tomarás mi cuchillo.