The Lone Bellow - Fake Roses lyrics

Fake roses on the mantle Elvis postcards on the fridge Ed lays softly by the ringer Babys sleeping in the crib Old broken taped up tail light On mommas Monte Carlo She dont open all the gas bills Just leaves it on the dashboard Its a low and lonesome song When the wind sweeps through the pine She just turns the TV on Puts her mind on better times Takes the long way home from work Car parked on the wrong side of the bridge Country gold, Saturday night, and smokes one You dont have to tell me any of this Its a low and lonesome song When the wind sweeps through the pine She just turns the TV on Puts her mind on better times [x2] Your heart is breaking I hear what youre saying You dont have to tell me anything [x3] He wont come around again She dont open that front door She hears that low and lonesome sound She dont answer anymore.