Roses

One Valentine's Day there were roses in the laundry room

The next Valentine's Day one home was two

And I blame no one but fate

For teaching me love comes late

And doesn't stay long

Like the drunks in a karaoke bar

I thought dead roses were a metaphor till I saw them on the floor

Swept under the carpet 'til we pulled it up

Cause you said it was yours

And I blame nothing but dust

For making cherished things look untouched