Black – Everything Is Coming Up Roses

You don’t believe me,

I can tell it by your eyes,

There’s a kind of magic,

To be had from your lies,

I used to say that today is like tomorrow,

Don’t sell it short for truth.

I should have known

Should have known

Should have known how,

I should have known

I should have known by now.

But now everything is coming up roses

Everything is coming up roses

You don’t understand it,

I can tell it by your smile,

There’s a kind of freedom,

To be had from your lies,

I always said that today is like tomorrow,

Don’t sell it short for truth.

I should have known

Should have known

Should have known how,

I should have known

I should have known by now.