[00:00.06]The mirrors in the room go black and blue
[00:25.80]On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
[00:30.18]We don't choose who we love
[00:33.06]We don't choose
[00:34.89]The lights over the Midway melt on the street
[00:43.20]In a Sunday shoes with her Saturday feet
[00:47.22]She don't love who he choose
[00:51.09]She don't need what she use
[00:56.97]Daylight comes and exposes
[01:04.50]Saturday's bruises and cold roses
[01:16.41]Cold roses
[01:51.57]Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow
[01:55.17]From underneath your bed you can't see the window
[01:59.46]We don't choose what we see
[02:02.34]We don't choose
[02:08.97]Fortunate and angry just like a child
[02:13.11]All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
[02:17.16]We don't choose what we love
[02:20.40]And she don't need what she got
[02:26.37]Daylight comes and exposes
[02:33.75]Saturday's bruises and cold roses
[02:45.69]Cold roses
[02:54.06]Cold roses
[04:02.88]Cold roses
[04:19.80]Cold roses