[00:00.06]The mirrors in the room go black and blue [00:25.80]On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes [00:30.18]We don't choose who we love [00:33.06]We don't choose [00:34.89]The lights over the Midway melt on the street [00:43.20]In a Sunday shoes with her Saturday feet [00:47.22]She don't love who he choose [00:51.09]She don't need what she use [00:56.97]Daylight comes and exposes [01:04.50]Saturday's bruises and cold roses [01:16.41]Cold roses [01:51.57]Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow [01:55.17]From underneath your bed you can't see the window [01:59.46]We don't choose what we see [02:02.34]We don't choose [02:08.97]Fortunate and angry just like a child [02:13.11]All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time [02:17.16]We don't choose what we love [02:20.40]And she don't need what she got [02:26.37]Daylight comes and exposes [02:33.75]Saturday's bruises and cold roses [02:45.69]Cold roses [02:54.06]Cold roses [04:02.88]Cold roses [04:19.80]Cold roses