Every Rose Has It's Thorn Songtext
von Bret Michaels

One, two, three, four

We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did?
My words not come out right?
Though I tried not to hurt you, though I tried
But I guess that′s why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn, (yeah, it does)

I listen to my favorite song
It's playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say, "Love′s a game of easy come"
"And easy go"


But I wonder, does he know?
Has he ever felt like this?
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow, I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you, the wound heals
But the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I′d known what to say
Instead of making love
We both made our separate ways

And now I hear you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife, I guess


Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn