He gave her 13 blood red roses
and he left her staring blind
He gave her 13 blood red roses
and a box of yellow pine
oh he loved her the best he was able
for a monster that's a lot
oh he loved her the best he was able
thought he could save her he could not
He used to watch her from a distance
as she gardened in the yard
she looked so kind and he thought she'd listen
the night he took her, she would not
oh he loved her the best he was able
for she was fragile he was strong
oh he loved her the best he was able
thought she'd love him he was wrong
He gave her 13 blood red roses
and he left her staring blind
He gave her 13 blood red roses
and a box of yellow pine
he's alone now and he's so lonely
but he's only killing time
he's been watching a woman hanging
out her laundry on the line
oh he loves her the best he is able
from a distance in disquise
oh he loves her the best he is able
maybe he'll save her this time
or give her 13 blood red roses
and leave her staring blind
He'll give her 13 blood red roses
and a box of yellow pine
oh but he loves her the best he is able
for a monster that's a lot
oh but he loves her the best he's able
maybe he'll save her but probably not
13 roses and a box
Introspective, homespun folk tunes from John Donne that feel informed by the sugary bleakness of '80s and '90s indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2023