Bb F Sitting here wasted and wounded with this old piano. Bb F Trying hard to capture the moment, this morning I don´t know. Am Bb F ´cause a bottle of vodka still lies in my head and some blonde Bb gave me nightmares, I think that she´s still in my bed. Bb C F As I dream about movies they won´t make of me when I´m dead. Bb F With an iron-clad fist I wake up to french-kiss the morning. Bb F While a marching band keeps it´s own beat in my head while we´re talking Am Bb about all of the things that I longed to believe, about F love, the truth, Bb what you mean to me and the truth is... Bb C F Baby you´re all that I need. Chorus: ------ Dm C Bb F I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses. Dm C Bb F Tonight I sleep on a bed of nails. Bb F Bb F I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is. Dm C Bb F Lay you down, on a bed of roses. Verse #2: I´m so far away, each step that I take´s on my way home. A king´s ransom in dimes I´d give each night to see through this payphone. But I´d run out of time 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 "baby it probably is true". Bridge: ------ Bb C The hotel bars hangover whiskey´s gone dry. F The bartender´s wig´s crooked, she´s giving me the eye. Bb Bb C F might´ve said yes, but I laughed so hard I think I died. Verse 3: Now as you close your eyes you know I´ll be thinking about you. My mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again. Tonight I won´t be alone, you know that don´t mean I´m not lonely. I´ve got nothing to prove, for its you I´d die to defend.