Shooter Jennings - Tangled Up Roses lyrics

Looks like The King and 'Cilla got a little too drunk last night And we came in and it turned in to a Hank and Audrey fight You fixed my face up good and I broke everything in sight And as we coasted out on fumes in raised the light When you slipped your little hand in mine And it's them lady like things that make me go insane That turn me right around I fall in love with you again I wouldn't crave the golden days without the cold blue rain Like beauty spiked with pain Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses We've grown around each other right from the very start And the thorns that sting our side a**ure we won't be torn apart And when our coldest winter seems that it will never pa** You usher in the summer wind with a singing of your laugh You put your little hand in mine And it's them lady like things that make me go insane That turn me right around I fall in love with you again I wouldn't crave the golden days without the cold blue rain Like beauty spiked with pain Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Your legs wind up around my heart Like life immitating art Two lovers strike poses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Oh, like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses