Found My Rosebud

Now I don't mind if I hurt you

and leave this guilt behind.

So here I go burning bridges

did I play my hand too soon?

So for the first time in my life

feel like a country boy caught in headlights

I found my rosebud

Arrived in New York City

felt like a scapegoat before a commitee

I found my rosebud

All this talk of regret, lets go slumming

and start all over again.

The greatest ghost writer couldn't help you

to write a draft of your life

Great minds have spent lifetimes

looking for answers.

Look at these sandpaper hands

I'm just paid from the neck down.

Your velvet revolution

chase where it leads you, my friend

It's not like

I said

that I love you

Oh no