The Rose Has Thorns

Beneath the moonlight, you called me a rose

In this pop-rock dance, where desire flows

But remember, darling, I've got my thorns

A wild side emerges when the night adorns

I will take my shoes with a high heels

And tapping on the city street

With lipstick bold, and a gaze so bright

I'll be the queen, ruling the city's heights

Perfume lingers, with a rhythm sweet

I'm the mystery you crave, your fantasy

And remember if you're not good with me, I'll prick, I'll prick

The rose has thorns

I want be your girl

So don't make me crazy baby

The rose has thorns

I want be your girl

So don't make me crazy baby

I'm a little drunk I'll dance alone

Don't call, don't bother, don't text me

Just let me be in the midnight haze

Where I am wild and free

I will take your car, the night's my stage

A seducive dance, in the rage

With lipstick bold, and a gaze so bright

I'll be the queen, ruling the city's heights

Perfume lingers, with a rhythm sweet

I'm the mystery you crave, your fantasy

And remember if you're not good with me, I'll prick, I'll prick, prick,

The rose has thorns

I want be your girl

So don't make me crazy baby

The rose has thorns

I want be your girl

So don't make me crazy baby