Hard to muster courage When disaster hits home Look forward to nothing But being alone You're coming up roses With stems in your hair You're climbing that staircase Your conscience unmanned Way to land a job like that You're gaining all your dignity back Oo we saw you growing No way you've been thinking of me when Carving up roses With barely a care Seem so damn precocious The petals so bland Coming up roses With stems in your hair You're climbing that staircase Your conscience unmanned Carving up roses With barely a care Look so damn atrocious With nettles in hand