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I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick
On the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lyin' cold the way you left them
But at least your lips caressed them while you packed

And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee
That you poured and didn't drink
But at least you thought you wanted it
That's so much more than I can say for me

It's been a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin'
Funny, I don't even care

When you turned and walked away
And as the door behind you closes
The only thing I know to say
It's been a good year for the roses

After three full years of marriage
It's the first time that you haven't made the bed
I guess the reason we're not talkin'
There's so little left to say, we haven't said

While a million thoughts go racin' through my mind
I find I haven't spoke a word
And from the bedroom those familiar sounds
Of our one baby's cryin' goes unheard

But what a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin'
Funny, I don't even care

When you turned and walked away
And as the door behind you closes
The only thing I know to say
It's been a good year for the roses
I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick   On the cigarettes there in the ashtray   Lyin' cold the way you left them   But at least your lips caressed them while you packed      And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee   That you poured and didn't drink   But at least you thought you wanted it   That's so much more than I can say for me      It's been a good year for the roses   Many blooms still linger there   The lawn could stand another mowin'   Funny, I don't even care      When you turned and walked away   And as the door behind you closes   The only thing I know to say   It's been a good year for the roses      After three full years of marriage   It's the first time that you haven't made the bed   I guess the reason we're not talkin'   There's so little left to say, we haven't said      While a million thoughts go racin' through my mind   I find I haven't spoke a word   And from the bedroom those familiar sounds   Of our one baby's cryin' goes unheard      But what a good year for the roses   Many blooms still linger there   The lawn could stand another mowin'   Funny, I don't even care      When you turned and walked away   And as the door behind you closes   The only thing I know to say   It's been a good year for the roses