LEARN LYRICS

It's because of a woman

that I'm going crazy

I can't live without her

but I can't with her either

And if from this heartbreak

I were to go to my grave

Don't send me flowers

that, as this rumba says

I wanted to cut the flower

the tenderest in the rosebush

thinking that from love

I couldn't get pricked

and while it pricked me

it taught me something

that a rose is a rose is a rose

And when I opened my hand

and let it fall

They started to bleed

the sores in my skin

and with its petals

it gently healed them for me

that a rose is a rose is a rose

but the more it heals me

a bit later it stings me even more

because to love is the start

of the word bitterness

a lie and a creed

for every thorn on the stem

that, grafting into the fingers

a rose is a rosary

I wanted to cut the flower

the tenderest in the rosebush

thinking that from love

I couldn't get pricked

and while it pricked me

it taught me something

that a rose is a rose is a rose

And when I opened my hand

and let it fall

They started to bleed

the sores in my skin

and with its petals

it gently healed them for me

that a rose is a rose is a rose

and that you put on your high heels and stomp

and that you put on your high heels and stomp

a rose is a rose is

a rose is a rose is

I wanted to cut the flower

the tenderest in the rosebush

thinking that from love

I couldn't get pricked

and while it pricked me

it taught me something

that a rose is a rose is a rose

And when I opened my hand

and let it fall

They started to bleed

the sores in my skin

and with its petals

it gently healed them for me

that a rose is a rose is a rose