"I can see your eyes staring into mine,
But it’s a battlefield and you’re on the other side.
You can throw your words, sharper than a knife,
And leave me cold in another house on fire.

I lay low, lay low and watch the bridges burn
I lay low, lay low. What more could I have done?

Now you only bring me black roses,
And they crumble into dust when they’re held
Now you only bring me black roses,
Under your spell”

Nashville On The Record - Clare Bowen sings “Blac…:

I don’t need a hundred roses waiting by the front door
I don’t need a fancy house in the hills
You could rope the moon and bring me all the stars in heaven
It won’t change how I feel

You don’t have to be a modern-day Shakespeare
You don’t have to be anything you’re not
You don’t have to give me diamonds to impress me
Just give me your heart

Make me feel loved, make me feel beautiful
Make me feel dance-around-the-room, Cinderella kind of magical
Make me believe I’m all that you’ll ever need
Hold me close and make me feel a million kinds of wonderful
Baby, your touch, it’s more than enough
Make me feel loved

Loved - Lucy Hale