| She is weeping, there’s no sleeping
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| Underneath their angry roar
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| They can’t hear her, she can’t figure
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| What they’re always fighting for
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| Every night they end up this way
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| Tearing each other apart
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| And hearing them say she’s the reason they stay together
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| Just breaks her heart
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| She’s a rose between two thorns
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| A calm between two storms
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| And through the bitter words and slamming doors
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| Still there grows a rose between two thorns
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| They fight each other but they both love her
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| She’s their only common ground
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| She can’t take it, but she’ll have to make it
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| Someday they won’t be around
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| A day don’t go by she don’t wonder why
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| They brought her into this world
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| So each night she prays that it won’t be this way
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| When she has her own little girl
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| Shes a rose between two thorns
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| A calm between two storms
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| And through the bitter words and slamming doors
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| Still there grows a rose between two thorns
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| Still there grows a rose between two thorns |