It starts with a dozen red roses
It ends with a handfull of bullets
The script read just like a fairy tale
Until the conflict brought it to ruin
La la la, let me go home
Why'd we ever let go?
Smiles and razor blades
Phone calls, playing charades
Only to name off
A few favorite things
Attempts to take their lives
Attempts to call her his wife
Attempts to drive him away
He always begs to stay
Singing the same tune for years
Slow dancing hand in hand
They were always their biggest fear
Those fools couldn't watch from the stands.
La la la, let me go home
Why'd we ever let go?
Smiles and razor blades
Phone calls, playing charades
Only to name off
A few favorite things
Attempts to take their lives
Attempts to call her his wife
Attempts to drive him away
He always begs to stay
He always begs to stay
I'm holding the gun to my temple
Not cautious enough not to pull the trigger
Laughing as we might die
Praying we don't get the empty chamber
Smiles and razor blades
Phone calls, playing charades
Only to name off
A few favorite things
Attempts to take their lives
Attempts to call her his wife
Attempts to drive him away
He always begs to stay