A I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick
on the cigar-{D}-ettes there A in the ashtray
lyin? cold the way you left them
at least your lips caress-{D}-ed them A while you packed
And a D lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee
that you poured and A didn?t drink
but at E least you thought you wanted it
that?s so much more than I can say A for me
Chorus:
But what a good year for the D roses
E many blooms still linger A there
the lawn could stand another D mowin?
E it?s funny, I don?t even A care
and when you turned and walked D away
E and as the door behind you D closes A
the only thing I know to D say
E it?s been a good year for the D roses A
A After three full years of marriage
it?s the first time that you D haven?t A made the bed
I guess the reason we?re not talkin?
there?s so little left to say, D we A haven?t said
while a D million thoughts go runnin? through my mind
I find I haven?t A spoke a word
and from the E bedroom those familiar sounds
of our one baby?s cryin? goes un-{A}-heard
Repeat Chorus