Got those dying roses in the bedroom That you kept when he left you There ain't nothing left to say Keep old pictures for the memories But it hurt so much to see That he's thrown them all away A piece of you dies every time You see his face the way he smiled Block his number right now And make sure that he noticed Change the lock to your house And burn the fucking roses Forget the memories your out Watch how past decomposes Flush those pictures right down And burn the fucking roses Burn the fucking roses And burn the fucking roses Burn the fucking roses Still got all his stuff left in the bathroom Hope that he's thinking of you When he kissed her in the rain Keep on thinking he is back tho Cause the way he holds her kills you It's not you but him to blame A piece of you dies every time You see his face the way he smiled Block his number right now And make sure that he noticed Change the lock to your house And burn the fucking roses Forget the memories your out Watch how past decomposes Flush those pictures right down And burn the fucking roses Burn the fucking roses And burn the fucking roses Burn the fucking roses And burn the fucking roses