So you were late   But you never told me you were   You didn't want to say   Till you were sure   But that song and dance   Won't work no more   Because you got no rhythm   To save your soul      I don't care how much it hurts   So you can tell it   To the Roman Catholic Church   I don't run away   From my mistakes   But this is one, honey,   That I didn't make      And I can't catch you   And I can't get you   But I can't let you catch me      Oh no, you can't catch me   And you never will   So you can plant black roses   In your window sill   I'll be free   And you'll be suicidal   While you press black roses   In your family Bible      So now it's all   Left up to your discretion   And you can spill your guts   In your next confession   Lift your eyes up to the sky   Give 'em ten Hail Marys   For one white lie      Your mother always said   I would bring you down   If she could only see you now   Clinging tight to your rosary   Saying, "This wasn't how   It was supposed to be . . ."      Forget about a snow-white   Wedding gown   And you can toss black roses   In a hole in the ground      Roses are red, roses are black   Tell your mother what you did   And give her a heart attack      Someday when I'm cold and dead   You're gonna find black roses   By your hospital bed