Sitting here wasted and wounded
The moment this morning I don′t know'
Is still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
I think that she′s still in my bed
They won't make of me when I'm dead
With an ironclad fist I wake up and
While some marching band keeps
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
And the truth is baby you′re all that I need
I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king′s ransom in dimes I'd given each night
Just to see through this payphone
Or it′s hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I'll just close my eyes and whisper,
I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
The hotel bar hangover whiskey′s gone dry
The barkeeper's wig's crooked
And she′s giving me the eye
But I laughed so hard I think I died
Now as you close your eyes
Know I′ll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Mean I'm not lonely I′ve got nothing to prove
For it's you that I′d die to defend
I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses