(Verse 1) Golden hair, pink skin Never fat and never thin Trauma in the shape of a rose Working smartly, playing hard Convoluted standards Shame is just not entertained (Pre-Chorus) Just give in, fall for his charms And soon you'll be in his warm arms (Chorus) In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom There's no time for killjoys, for morals or prudes You can call him your lover, your god and your moon, because In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom (Verse 2) Sweet scent, thorny reign You'll never get him in your cage With more chords than a 12-string guitar Mind control, credence Friends are just convenience Flowers kept in fields afar (Pre-Chorus 2) Just relinquish your boring day And strut that runway into his cave (Chorus 2) In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom He can be your religion, your Swedish delight Your hands will discover the pods of the night, because In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom (Instrumental) (Bridge) He's so tactical, biding his time He'll never make a mess unless you're in mind A champion, a Killer Rose who wants to save all the gays (Pre-Chorus 3) Fruitful harvests, friendly vines With just one touch he'll call you "mine" (Chorus) In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom There's no time for killjoys, for morals or prudes You can call him your lover, your god and your moon, because In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom (Chorus 2) In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom He can be your religion, your Swedish delight Your hands will discover the pods of the night, because In the garden of Rose, the men are always in bloom
