Sittin' here wasted and wounded at this old piano Tryin' hard to capture the moment, this mornin' I don't know Cause a bottle of vodka's still lodged in my head Some blonde gave me nightmares, the thought that she's still in my bed As I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead With an iron-clad fist, I wake up and French kiss the mornin' Whilst a marching band keeps its own beat in my head while we're talkin' About all of the things that I long to believe I love the truth that you mean to me and the truth is Baby, you're all that I need I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as gross as the Holy Ghost is Lay you down in a bed of roses Well, I'm so far away each step that I take's on my way home A king's ransom in times I give each night to see through this payphone Still I run out of time and it's hard to get through Turn a bird on the wire, kiss me back to you I just close my eyes Listen, baby, our love, it is true I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as gross as the Holy Ghost is Lay you down Well, this old town bar's hangover whiskey's gonna dry the bar Keep her sweets crooked and she's giving me the eye Well, I might have said yes But I laughed so hard I think I died Oh, love Now as you close your eyes, know I'll be thinking about you While my mistress, she calls me to stand in her spotlight again Tonight I won't be alone, but no, that don't mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove, or it's you that I try to defend I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as gross as the Holy Ghost is Lay you down I wanna be just as gross as the Holy Ghost is Lay you down I wanna be just as gross as the Holy Ghost is