These Roses Were For You, But They Died

These roses were for you, but they died.
They died this night. As I was on my way to see you. I never did make it, because I met you half way. I seen you with another chick. As I stopped to watch and see what my heart didn’t want to believe. That you were really two-timing me. So as I walked back to my apartment and waited for you to call, I threw those damned flowers in the corner, and thought about the next girl that you would try to play. But I knew for sure that it would no longer be me. And as for the flowers in the corner-that is exactly where they stayed-in the dark. Dying! So you see, these roses were for you, but they died.