Poisoned Rose

The poisoned rose That you gave to me It left me half alive, and Half in ecstasy But if half of your love Is all I can win Give me just a fraction But no more medicine The poisoned rose On a Valentine card That you take straight to the heart, that You call my junkyard But if all I can do Is save pieces of you The piece of your mind The piece of your heart Didn't tear me apart Like the poisoned rose I received from you I don't know How we came to grow Into this very sad affair Every time we do the decent thing Somebody spikes the drink And a single becomes a pair The poisoned rose That you wear at your best That I keep pressed between the white sheets Where you lie half undressed I threw away my shirt and shoes You looked and I dived in It's just you and me now 'Cause I threw away the gin I threw away your alibis, and All your worn-out clothes Threw myself upon the floor, but I couldn't throw away This poisoned rose This poisoned rose This poisoned rose --- Poisoned Rose - Elvis Costello