Blood Roses Songtext

von Tori Amos

Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now (2x)
Can't forget the things you never said
On days like these gets me thinking
When Chickens get a taste of your meat
Chickens get a taste of your meat yes

You gave him your blood
And your warm little diamond
He likes killing you after you're died
You think I'm a queer
I think you're a queer
I think you're a queer
I said I think you're a queer
I shaved every place where you've been
Said I shaved every place where you've 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 bell of New Orleans
Tried to show me once how to tangle
Wrapped around your feet
Wrapped around like good little roses

Blood roses, blood roses
Back on the street now (2x)
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
When he sucks you deep
Sometimes you're nothing but meat