Black Rose.

I don't want to know

 Which way that you go

When you're leaving home.

 Dropping off my radar...

I don't want to know

 The people you know

 You're changing you know?

Dropping off my radar

I don't want to know.

Wasted...

 The faces...

The more I drank, 

The more I would think about you.

I can't change it,

 Replace it...

All the things I did

I wish they weren't without you...

Do you remember we

 Used to walk these streets?

I remember how

 We would roam this town...

Now patterns seem so strange

 Like little things have changed.

And I don't know how

 Things could revert now.

You put on a show

 Left, third row.

They want an encore 

 Bow, Black Rose.

You flooded the stage

 Quid pro quo...

Salted earth can never grow

 I don't want to know...