a dozen roses

a dozen roses left by you

a dozen roses left by you a peace offering for what you put me through

but a dozen roses at my door

but a dozen roses at my door will never be able to restore

all that you stole

all that you stole from my heartbroken soul

nothing could fix the years past

nothing could fix the years past where you left me in my downcast

when you left me with nothing on this day

when you left me with nothing on this day turning pinks and reds into solemn gray

a bouquet left by the front door

a bouquet left by the front door doesn't matter to me anymore