Blood Roses Lyrics

Blood roses, blood roses Back on the street now Blood roses, blood roses Back on the street now
Can't forget the things you never said On days like these, starts me thinking
When chickens get a taste of your meat, girl And chickens get a taste of your meat, yes
You gave him your blood and your warm little diamond He likes killing you after you're dead
You think I'm a queer, I think you're a queer Said I think you're a queer, I think you're a queer
I shaved every place where you been, boy I said, I shaved every place where you been, yes
God knows I know I've thrown away those graces God knows I've thrown away those graces God knows I know I've thrown away those graces [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/blood-roses-lyrics-tori-amos.html ]
The Belle of New Orleans Tried to show me once how to tango Round and round your feet Round and round like good little roses
Blood roses, blood roses Back on the street now Blood roses, blood roses Back on the street now, now, now
Now you've cut out the flute From the throat of the loon At least when you cry now He can't even hear you
When chickens get a taste of your meat, girl Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Oh when he sucks you deep, yes Sometimes you're nothing but meat