Roses For The Dead

[Verse] Just to say we're so-rry, For the black eyes and blee-ding lips. When it's hard to for-get How ma-ny lies we've told. Or how old we'd grow, Be-fore I said good-bye. So let's scrape our knees on the play-ground. [Pre-chorus] It's not your fault, You feel o-kay. It's too la-te in the day. It's not your fault, You feel be-trayed. You can't come out to play. [Chorus] I ne-ver lis-tened to a word you ne-ver said. I ne-ver lis-tened to a word you ne-ver said. [Verse] Was-ting the ho-urs now, We're all suck-ers for tra-ge-dies. We'll start this o-ver a-ga-in, And you bring us to our knees. As sun-rise co-mes, And the s-to-ry will sell, A few hun-dred pa-pers, So we'll fo-llow you up. [Pre-chorus] It's not your fault, You feel o-kay. It's too la-te in the day. It's not your fault, You feel be-trayed. You can't come out to play. [Chorus] I ne-ver lis-tened to a word you ne-ver said. I ne-ver lis-tened to a word you ne-ver said. [Bridge] So raise your ha-nds up high, And let this ra-in pour on. So raise your hands up high, And wash us a-way. Like i-nno-cence and childbirth, You look just like your mother And you look just like your father. Forgive him our father, Your son is smiling, So lay roses around you.