Volbeat, Danko Jones - Black Rose lyrics

Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along

Feeling rich, feeling poor
Feeling nothing more
Self-destructive on a rollercoaster fireball
Cut her tongue, don't believe a word she says
She's on a hunt, cooking, cooking
Cooking misery

Left my heart on the shelf for way too long
Sick and tired
Picking up from the dirty floor
I saw the line of snakes that came to me

So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was
Only for me and you

No more broken dreams
I feel like a loaded gun
Spitting bullets at your armor
Of mind control
Cut her tongue, don't believe a word she says
She's on a hunt, cooking, cooking
Cooking misery

Cannot think, cannot talk, cannot do it right
Can't call the doctor
He's as sick as you and I
I saw the line of snakes that came to me

So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was
Only for me and you

So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was
Only for me and you

Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along

Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over that thing called love

So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was
Only for me and you

So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was
Only for me and you

Please let it grow, where it belongs
There in the dark where the shadows are born
Leave it alone
I'm sure it will find it's way
To redeem and blossom 'Cause, I know
The black rose will find it's home