Last night, we had the same fight
That we've had a hundred times before
Yeah, you walked out, making the same sound
Why you always gotta slam the door
You'll be back in the morning
After you've paid the florist
With whatever ain't on the bar tab
Yeah it always goes down like that
Boy here you come again head down walking in
Couple dozen sorry's in your hand
Telling me this time's gonna be the last time
Promising me you'll be a better man
You can pack this house with flowers
But I'm gonna pack my bags
I'll be gone in half an hour
'Cause these red roses
Might as well be red flags
You should buy 'em to see me smiling
On a Tuesday just because
Not because you, think you have to
'Cause Monday night you fucked up
Yeah you're keeping that shop in business
But that ain't gonna fix this
Boy here you come again head down walking in
Couple dozen sorry's in your hand
Telling me this time's gonna be the last time
Promising me you'll be a better man
You can pack this house with flowers
But I'm gonna pack my bags
I'll be gone in half an hour
'Cause these red roses
Might as well be red flags
'Cause all I see
Is another empty apology
Boy here you come again head down walking in
Couple dozen sorry's in your hand
Telling me this time's gonna be the last time
Promising me you'll be a better man
You can pack this house with flowers
But I'm gonna pack my bags
I'll be gone in half an hour
'Cause these red roses
Might as well be red flags
These red roses might as well be red flags
Ohhhhhhh
Yeah oh
These red roses might as well be red flags