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letra de roses - katie brusseau

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[verse]
one valentine’s day there were roses in the laundry room
the next valentine’s day one home was two
and i blame no one but fate
for teaching me love comes late
and doesn’t stay long
like the drunks in a kraoke bar

i thought dead roses were a metaphor till i saw them on the floor
swept under the carpet until we pulled it up cause you said it was yours
and i blame nothing but dust
for making cherished things look untouched
and neglected
when i just liked it how i left it

[chorus]
i could list the ways
it messed me up
by every face
i never touched
and every time that i played
music way too loud
cause it’s the way
i drowned you out

i was too young in some ways to understand it
i’m still too young in some ways to understand it
now i’m just old enough to stand it
and stay stranded
i’m too colorblind sometimes to see the difference
i’m too caught in my rewinds to see the difference
between love and assistance
between loss and indifference

[verse]
mid-february i think of everything that went wrong
mid-february i reconvince myself it was all my fault
was all the screaming ’bout me
was the leaving just to leave
or did i push you
lock every door you could come back through

when i start to avoid an argument at any cost
and don’t want to celebrate something just cause it could be lost
i still feel nine years old
with a middle aged soul
cause what i’ve found
love’s nothing more than a battleground

[chorus]
it’s hard to explain
it hurts that by my wedding day
you’ll both arrive
in seperate cars
with seperate lives
and seperate hearts
while i’m the tie
that’s being pulled
but taking sides
is how i learned
what love is like
i’m naive in a way that keeps me going
i’m naive in a way that keeps me focused
and not wishing on a fallen tree
i’ve let the roots grow over me

i still cover my ears in the evening
sometimes i swear i can still hear the screaming
i think i’ll never be someone worth loving
if at each th-rn i just find myself running
so if i keep everyone else at a distance
they’ll never get close enough to hit me
and if it fell in my hands i wouldn’t know it

[outro]
so i just shy away from roses

- katie brusseau

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