Key: A
Introduction: A7
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I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray
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A7
Lyin' cold the way you left them but at least your lips caressed them while you packed
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A7
And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn't drink
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A7
But at least you thought you wanted it an' that's so much more than I can say for me
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But what a good year for the roses
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A7
Many blooms still linger there
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The lawn could stand another mowin'
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A7
It's funny, I don't even care
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When you turned and walked away
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And as the door behind you closes
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The only thing I know to say
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It's been a good year for the roses
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After three full years of marriage it's the first time that you haven't made the bed
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A7
I guess the reason we're not talkin': there's so little left to say, we haven't said
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An' while a million thoughts go runnin' through my mind, I find I haven't spoke a word
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And from the bedroom, the familiar sound of our one baby's cryin', goes unheard
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But what a good year for the roses
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A7
Many blooms still linger there
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The lawn could stand another mowin'
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A7
It's funny, I don't even care
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When you turned and walked away
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A7
And as the door behind you closes
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The only thing I know to say
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It's been a good year for the roses