Notes from a Rose from the Garden of Hell

if I could

If I could say the word

The word, what you never heard

If I could make that decision

Now I'm drunk and it's not best, my vision

If I could be all the time the person

What it makes me, the bourbon

If I could sing a song

About love, make bullshits and sometimes be wrong

If I could yell at you

When you act like you're perfect

If I could tell you

There're times, when you're idiot, but in my eyes it makes you perfect