And I hope that you’ll forget, forget about that lake
Where our flowers never blossomed, and it always seemed to rain
And I hope your coat’s still drenched in the spring and summertime
And you’ll keep me as a memory in a corner of your mind

Love is just a losing game
That we all never seem to win
I found myself standing there
With red roses in my hair

And I always seemed so easy, to say you never cared
That you wished that you could take back, all the time that you had spared
And they say that there’s a good thing in all that is bad
Then whys my heart still aching when you never came back

Love is just a losing game
That we all never seem to win
I found myself standing there
With red roses in my hair

And all at once I was alone, and I had nowhere to go
And I had nothing to keep, Except these words stitched in my sheets
I went searching in the dark, cause thats where all my demons are
And I found you standing there, with dead roses in your hair