E You've practiced and rehearsed it E F#m F#m/F F#m/E But in your heart you know It's too late. B B/F# Experience should tell you B B/F# A E Never get your story too straight. A You'd better steel yourself Am And prepare for E F# Some blues to descend F#m B 'Cause you've broken something this time E F#m B Stoplight roses can't mend. E You've dusted off your shame face E F#m F#m/F F#m/E In the mirror behind the bathroom door. B B/F# That little-boy-lost look B B/F# A E That used to work so well Doesn't anymore. A Am If you believe your same-old used-to-be E F# Will see you through F#m B E You'll last about as long as stoplight roses do. F#m Stoplight roses B7 E E7 In their sad array. A Love's promise in cellophane lace B7 E E7 Or dead giveaway? A Am You'll need time to devise E F# A stylish plan F#m And you'll do it driving over to B E E7 The stoplight roses man. A Am And if you believe your same-old used-to-be E F# Will see you through F#m B E You'll last about as long as stoplight roses do.