Painting Roses

We were out painting roses red without accomplishment
When a thorn caught the thread of my skin
And it unravelled like binding from a bible
Only to discover my flesh failed at survival
Well I don’t know about you
But when I am alone my body feels dysfunctional
It’s true
Do you
Do you think I’m a fool?
I came home again to an empty bed
And all the sheets were thrown and on the floor
Like a crazy man had got 'em, took out all his problems
Only to discover he’s right back where he started
Well I don’t know about you
But when I am alone my body feels dysfunctional
It’s true
Do you
Do you think I’m a fool?
I tell myself I’m not one, I am only human
Right, then why don’t I feel whole?
Cuz if home is where the heart is then I feel pretty stupid
My heart lies in your bones
Do you think that I’m dumb?
Cuz I call it love, love
I call it love
Well I don’t know about you
But when I am alone my body feels dysfunctional
It’s true
You need a heart to move
And my heart, it belongs to you
I tell myself I’m not a person who would need some one
Then why do I feel alone?
Cuz if home is where the heart is then I feel pretty stupid
You were meant for me all along
Do you think that I’m dumb?
Cuz I call it love, love
I call it love