[Estrofe]
      A 
I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick 
              D 
On the cigarettes there 
       A 
In the ashtray 
A 
Lyin' cold the way you left them 
                           D 
But at least your lips carressed them  
          A 
While you packed 
       D 
Or the lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee 
                           A 
That you poured and didn't drink 
       E7 
But at least you thought you wanted it 
                                       A 
That's so much more than I can say for me
[Refrão]
                         D 
What a good year for the roses 
E7                       A 
Many blooms still linger there 
                             Bm7 
The lawn could stand another mowing 
E7                  A 
Funny, I don't even care 
                       D 
As you turned to walk away 
E7                     D   A 
As the door behind you closes  
                         Bm7 
The only thing I have to say 
E7                            A  D  A/C# E7 A D/A A 
It's been a good year for the roses
[Estrofe]
      A 
After three full years of marriage 
                             D 
It's the first time that you haven't  
         A 
Made the bed 
A 
I guess the reason we're not talking 
                          D 
There's so little left to say, 
           A 
We haven't said 
        D 
While a million thoughts go racing through my mind 
                        A 
I find I haven't said a word 
         E7 
From the bedroom the familiar sound 
                                 A 
Of our baby's crying goes un-heard
[Refrão]
                         D 
What a good year for the roses 
E7                       A 
Many blooms still linger there 
                             Bm7 
The lawn could stand another mowing 
E7                  A 
Funny, I don't even care 
                       D 
As you turned to walk away 
E7                     D   A 
As the door behind you closes  
                         Bm7 
The only thing I have to say 
E7                            A  D A/C# E7 A 
It's been a good year for the ro-o-ses