every rose has it's thorn

i want a stand up kiss
i want a happy home
i want to know what i'll miss
if i remain alone
i'm sorry if i sound like a broken record
i'm sorry if you think that's cliche
i'm sorry if i sound like a broken record
but i don't know what else to say
but i don't know what else to say
i want a foreign taste
to every dinner time
i want to know my place
between the reason and rhyme
i'm sorry if i sound like a broken record
i'm sorry if you think that's cliche
i'm sorry if i sound like a broken record
but i don't know what else to say