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Teksty: Shelby Lynne. Love, Shelby. Ain't It The Truth.

Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red

Always tryin' to get ahead, next thing you know ya dead
I used to think I could never make it without you
Then I was watchin your eyes

I say now ain't it - oh
Ain't it the truth
Oh ain't it, ain't it the truth
Yeah

I was tattered and torn up, never really felt brought up
Oh you told me it was ok to be on my own
So I ran with the freedom that you gave me

But yeah ain't it - oh
Ain't it the truth
I need you to tell me, oh yeah
Ain't it the truth

I remember when you told me I was pretty amazing
I remember telling you, that you were crazy
Oh we were so under, overtime
And what a good time it was

But you know now
Ain't it, ain't it, ain't it, ain't it the truth
Give it to me, oh
Ain't it baby, hey
Ask Sister Ruth
Oh never to ask from the prettiness you see
Yeah
Have it on baby
Come on, hey hey

Ain't it the truth, oh
Ain't it the truth, now
I said ain't it the truth, ooh
Ain't it the truth babe, hey

Ooooh
Ain't it
Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red
Roses are red
Bruises are blue
Yeah yeah
Ain't it, ain't it
Ain't it the truth
Ain't it the truth
Ooh