Pretty Friend

There's a girl i know with a poison rose
she's gonna bring her
i suppose

everybody's got a pretty friend
the words they buy
the time they spend
goodnight

when her friend's around
she disappears
amid the broken stems
and tears

everybody's got a pretty friend
the words they buy
the time they spend
goodnight

it's a bitter pill
and it's hard to swallow
she could take the lead
but she never follows

the bed of roses
turn to nails
the best laid plans
always fail

everybody's got a pretty friend
the words they buy
the time they spend
goodnight
goodnight
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