Anastacia

Whoa, hah
Yeah
Aha
Tell you a story of a love I left behind
It was a broken fairy tale
I gave up all my pride
Let love inside
But tore me all apart when you played with my heart
Let me paint a picture of a cold and rainy night
As the candles fade to black
I played our favorite song
'Til the needle was gone
I've taken all I can,
You've played your last hand
Black roses and a bottle of wine
Those were the only things that I left behind
Keep searching 'cause it's so hard to find
All you got are the tears that you cry
Black roses and wine
Oh yeah
Sorry situation when your castle's made of sand
And it washes out to sea
I pushed your love aside
Cried my last cry