E
You've practiced and rehearsed it
E F#m F#m/F F#m/E
But in your heart you know It's too late.
B B/F#
Experience should tell you
B B/F# A E
Never get your story too straight.
A
You'd better steel yourself
Am
And prepare for
E F#
Some blues to descend
F#m B
'Cause you've broken something this time
E F#m B
Stoplight roses can't mend.
E
You've dusted off your shame face
E F#m F#m/F F#m/E
In the mirror behind the bathroom door.
B B/F#
That little-boy-lost look
B B/F# A E
That used to work so well Doesn't anymore.
A Am
If you believe your same-old used-to-be
E F#
Will see you through
F#m B E
You'll last about as long as stoplight roses do.
F#m
Stoplight roses
B7 E E7
In their sad array.
A
Love's promise in cellophane lace
B7 E E7
Or dead giveaway?
A Am
You'll need time to devise
E F#
A stylish plan
F#m
And you'll do it driving over to
B E E7
The stoplight roses man.
A Am
And if you believe your same-old used-to-be
E F#
Will see you through
F#m B E
You'll last about as long as stoplight roses do.