I Won't Send Roses - Michael Ball

I won’t send roses or hold the door

I won’t remember which dress you wore

My heart is too much in control the lack of romance in my soul

will turn you grey kid

so stay away kid

Forget my shoulder when you’re in need

forgetting birhtday’s in guaranteed and should I love you you’d be the last to

know

I won’t send roses and roses suit you so

My face is frantic

my temper’s cross

with words romantic I’m at a loss

I’d be the first one to agree that I’m preoccupied with me

and it’s inbred kid so keep your head kid

in me you’ll find things like guts and nerve

but not the kind things you deserve

and so if there’s a fighting chance

just turn and go

I won’t send roses and roses suit you so