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Last night, we had the same fight That we've had a hundred times before Yeah, you walked out, making the same sound Why you always gotta slam the door? You'll be back in the morning After you've paid the florist With whatever ain't on the bar tab Yeah, it always goes down like that Boy, here you come again, head down walking in Couple dozen sorry's in your hand Telling me this time's gonna be the last time Promising me you'll be a better man You can pack this house with flowers But I'm gonna pack my bags I'll be gone in half an hour 'Cause these red roses might as well be red flags You should buy 'em to see me smiling On a Tuesday just because Not because you think you have to 'Cause Monday night you fucked up Yeah, you're keeping that shop in business But that ain't gonna fix this Letras de canciones Boy, here you come again, head down walking in Couple dozen sorry's in your hand Telling me this time's gonna be the last time Promising me you'll be a better man You can pack this house with flowers But I'm gonna pack my bags I'll be gone in half an hour 'Cause these red roses might as well be red flags 'Cause all I see Is another empty apology Boy, here you come again, head down walking in Couple dozen sorry's in your hand Telling me this time's gonna be the last time Promising me you'll be a better man You can pack this house with flowers But I'm gonna pack my bags I'll be gone in half an hour 'Cause these red roses might as well be red flags These red roses might as well be red flags Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh These red roses might as well be red flags Yeah, these red roses might as well be red flags From Letras Mania