The roses in the window box have tilted to one side Everything about this house was born to grow and die Oh, it doesn't seem a year ago to this very day You said, "I'm sorry, honey, if I don't change the pace I can't face another day" And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh, it k**s me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands I wonder if those changes have left a scar on you Like all the burning hoops of fire that you and I pa**ed through You're a bluebird on a telegraph line, I hope you're happy now Well, if the wind of change comes down your way, girl You'll make it back somehow And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh, it k**s me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh, it k** me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you, so I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands Love lies bleeding in my hands