Turn around, there's those eyes again   Turn around, fake indifference and I   Watch their cold, dark silhouettes disappear      A hundred bodies fill this room   And all their faces overdone   Pain is foreign, foreign to us      I don't even know you   You won't even know I'm gone   Was it something I did wrong?      Roses, roses cold   Roses, roses sold out      Turn around, reds and whites again   I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar   Fever's hand in hand with shoelace, bracelets      Why are some girls so naive?   He didn't unbutton your blouse to see   A better view of your heart   Oh yeah, you can't blame him for trying      I don't even know you   You won't even know I'm gone   Was it something I did wrong?      Roses, roses cold   Roses, roses sold out   Roses, roses cold   Roses, roses sold out      Sing it soft, make it slow   Apples, parachute the boys back down   Fill it up, overflow, a new, improved modern way to feel      I don't even know you   You won't even know I'm gone   I don't even know you   You won't even know I'm gone      Was it something I did wrong?   Was it something I did wrong?   Was it something I did wrong?