Roses

Don't buy me roses Take your clothes from the floor Leave your silence Nancy, we don't belong Don't buy me roses I'm not going to spend All this silence The tremble in your chin The marks on the wall Oh Nancy, we don't belong Fingers wrapped in silver Tracing moonbeams from my eyes I was never who you wanted me to be Pressing cheeks Against the glass That you were pointing to The mirror, there Don't buy me roses Take your clothes from the floor Hear the sirens Nancy, you can't be wrong Don't buy me roses It's all going to end No more hiding The tremble in your chin The names that you call Oh Nancy, we don't belong