"Roses" as written by and Meg/frampton Frampton....
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.
Fevers 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, can't blame you 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.

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.
Was it something I did wrong?


Lyrics submitted by WishingForYou

"Roses" as written by Dia Frampton Meg Frampton

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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    General CommentTurn around there's those eyes again.
    Turn around fake indifference and I.
    Watch their cold, dark sillhouettes disappear.
    A hundred bodies fill this room.
    And all their faces overdone.
    Pain is foreign, foreign to us.

    ---She is in a room with a bunch of fake people.
    --- They are cold and dark.
    ---Their makeup is overdone and fake.
    ---They don't feel pain.

    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.

    ---She doesn't know her lover anymore.
    ---He's so unaware of her presence anymore.
    ---She wonders what made the relationship die.
    ---The roses he once gave her are cold, she's looking at them, remembering But now they are cold.

    Turn around red and whites again.
    I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar.
    Fever 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, can't blame you for trying.

    ---She remembers how naive she had once been to fall in love with the boy she did. She is now giving future advice to all girls to not let boys get what they want.
    ---She can't blame them for trying, because that's exactly how she once was.

    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.

    ---The roses are cold.
    ---He needed to bring her a rose, but they are sold out and there are no more.

    Sing it soft.
    Make it slow.
    Apples parachute the boys back down.
    Fill it up.
    Overflow.
    A new, improved modern way to feel.

    ---The way she is thinking is a new way to feel.
    --Apples(butts) make the boys come to ya.
    ---Fill it up, your fakeness, and overflow it.
    ---This way, your fakeness overtakes your true feelings.

    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?

    ---She stills questions the relationship, and whether it was her fault or not.
    ---She claims to know the boy anymore, or what he has become.



    WOW. I'm prolly so wrong, it's not even funny.
    But come on, tell me you're opinion. Help me out, cause that's what I got from the song!
    Hope this makes some people feel good, or better.
    ILOVEMEG&DIA.
    Alright, peace guys.
    !!!on December 19, 2006   Link
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    General Commentwow !!! you did a perfectly explaining it. i love this song so much. they write such great lyrics.
    phwar26xon January 24, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThis song, to me, sounds like a pretty flower girl selling roses in a club.

    "A hundred bodies fill this room, and all their faces overdone. Pain is foreign, foreign to us."
    The first thing I thought: dance club. People there are doing heroin or something, hence "pain is foreign to us" LOL

    "I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar."
    Kicks are shoes, low tars are a kind of cigarette.

    "Why are some girls so naive? He didn't unbutton your blouse to see a better view of your heart."
    Haha, I love this line. It's so playful. Basically what she's saying is "he didn't take off your shirt so he could see your heart better, he just likes the b00bage"

    :] Feel free to correct me.
    clareton January 24, 2007   Link
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    General CommentClaret, thank you for clarifying what I didn't.
    ---She is saying when she was young, she would of selled her shoes for childish ciggaretes.
    ---Shoe lace bracelets are of childish memories and childish things.
    She was hand and hand with her boyfriend.

    AHHHH. Once again, amazing song!
    Love
    !!!on February 17, 2007   Link
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    General Comment!!!- youve only made it more confusing.
    SwampyBabieson July 26, 2007   Link
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    General CommentTurn around there's those eyes again.
    Turn around fake indifference and I.
    Watch their cold, dark sillhouettes disappear.
    A hundred bodies fill this room.
    And all their faces overdone.
    Pain is foreign, foreign to us.

    --She’s at this party and see’s this amazing guy. She continues seeing him. But as the party fades, he and her start talking. He’s apparently lying.. About his life and everything..



    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.

    --He’s in a matter of ways(see second verse) gotten all he wanted and they broke up. She blames her self. He rose was lost. Sold so to speak.

    Turn around red and whites again.
    I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar.
    Fever 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, can't blame you for trying.

    --She’s talking about childhood memories. How she wishes she would be a kid again with a level head. And how she wishs she could turn back around and stop him.

    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.

    ----He’s in a matter of ways(see second verse) gotten all he wanted and they broke up. She blames her self. He rose was lost. Sold so to speak.


    Sing it soft.
    Make it slow.
    Apples parachute the boys back down.
    Fill it up.
    Overflow.
    A new, improved modern way to feel.

    --She’s gotten over himmm

    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?
    InnocenceIsGoneon August 15, 2007   Link
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    General Commenti got out of it that some dude has done them wrong, and he goes on and does other girls wrong. she knows this, and it pisses her off. like when she says 'why are some girls so naive?/He didn't unbutton your blouse to see. i think she's mad that this guy who cheated on her goes around doing the same thing to other girls, and she's also kind of blaming herself when she shouldn't be. i got that when she said 'was it something i did wrong?' hey, thats me. :P
    patrickstumpswifeon September 02, 2007   Link
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    General Commentnice song, love the guitar riffs
    btgunslingeron September 16, 2007   Link
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    General Commentfor some reason this song reminds me of the holocaust. i have no idea why. i really like this song though. are they indie?
    mister care-too-muchon March 20, 2008   Link
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    General Commenti kind of think that part of this song is from a guy's point of view?



    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.


    --in my head, they are in bed after having sex. and he turns over and she's watching him, but he acts like he just doesn't care about her at all
    and she gets out of bed and walks away

    "a hundred bodies fill this room" i take it to mean that there have been a lot of people through this bedroom, mb like a cheap hotel? i don't think it necessarily means that at the moment there are a lot of people in there
    "all their faces overdone" girls that try hard to impress a guy, wearing a lot of makeup
    "pain is foreign to us" us as in guys? pain is foreign because they never wanted anything else out of a girl?


    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.

    --it was just a hook up, a one night stand
    he'll leave her in the morning


    Turn around red and whites again.
    I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar.
    Fever 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, can't blame you for trying.

    --he would sell his shoes for a cigarette
    fever= nicotine high?
    shoelace bracelets= he DID sell his shoes for a cigarette?
    "can't blame you for trying" can't blame girls for wanting more than a night of sex?


    if i could make up a story about this song,
    it would be that some guy loved this girl, or at least really liked her
    and one night some stuff went down and they winded up having sex
    and here is the part i would throw in the roses:
    he gets up in the morning, and she's still there. he runs out to buy her roses, red and white ones, red to express his feelings for her and white for purity (meaning like the sex they had was out of love?)
    but when he gets back, she's not there anymore.

    so later he gives up on looking for relationships and is just interested in the hookups
    one morning, after he's crept out of the hotel room where he had a one-night stand, he walking down the street on his way home, and he passes by a flower stand and he sees red and white roses that remind him of that one night
    and he starts wondering why girls are so naive, expecting more than just sex. but he can't blame them, because he once used to think that way too.







    yeah, i don't know about the rest of the song. /:

    freddysaidon September 04, 2009   Link

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