Capo 1st. We both lie silently still, in the dead of the night. Although we both lie close together, we feel miles apart inside. Was it something I said, or something I did, did my words not come out right? Though I tried not to hurt you, though I tried, but I guess that's why they say Every rose has its thorn. Just like every night has its dawn. Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song. Every rose has its thorn. Listen to our favorite song, playing on the radio. Well the DJ says loves a game of easy come and easy go. But I wonder, does he know, has he ever felt like this. Well I know that you'd be here right now if I coulda let you know somehow, I guess Every rose has its thorn. Just like every night has its dawn. Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song. Every rose has its thorn. Bridge: Though it's been awhile now, I can still feel so much pain. Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals, but the scar, that scar remains I know I coulda saved our love that night if I'd known what to say. Instead of making love we both made our separate ways. And now I hear you've found somebody new, and that I never meant that much to you. To hear that tears me up inside, and to see you cuts me like a knife, I guess Every rose has its thorn. Just like every night has its dawn. Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song. Every rose has its thorn. End.