Roses - July For Kings

People are saying you murdered your ex-wife

Did you use a shotgun, a rope, or a kitchen knife?

I know you’re better than that, I don’t believe it’s true

It was easier for you to just let it go

You’re always digging around in the dirt, I know

But it was all just talk, they couldn’t prove it true

I know you’re better than that, I swear to God I do

You’re backyard’s full of roses

Is there something you’re keeping to yourself?

You’re backyard’s full of roses

Were you digging a hole for something else?

You’re singing hallelujah, hallelujah at Sunday morning mass

Will my heart refuse to charge a man of God with the devil’s craft?

She’s been missing for almost eleven years

It’s hard to believe she just up and disappeared

But if it could happen, I guess it could happen to you

Now people are saying what did you do it for?

Is it because she wasn’t twenty-two anymore?

Everybody knew, but they couldn’t prove it true

I know you better than that, at least I hope I do

You’re backyard’s full of roses

Is there something you’re keeping to yourself?

You’re backyard’s full of roses

Were you digging a hole for something else?

Now, how would you sleep?

How would you sleep with that voice inside your head?

How would you sleep?

How would you sleep with that ghost in your bed?

Shut it out, shut it out to live with what you’d done

When the weight of it really sank in, you’d have to tell someone

You’re singing hallelujah, hallelujah at Sunday morning mass

Could it be a man of God has his heart in the devil’s grasp?

Your backyard’s full of roses

Is there something you’re keeping to yourself?

Your backyard’s full of roses

Were you digging a hole for something else?

You’re backyard’s full of roses

Is it full of roses?

Is it full of roses?

Is it full of roses?

Is it full of roses?

Is it full of roses?

Is there something you’re keeping to yourself?