found my rosebud

Now I dont mind if
I hurt you and leave this guilt behind.
So here I go burning bridges did
I play my hand too soon?
So for the first time in my life feel like a country boy caught in headlights
I found my rosebud
Arrived in
New York City felt like a scapegoat before a commitee
I found my rosebud
All this talk of regret, lets go slumming and start all over again.
The greatest ghost writer couldnt help you to write a draft of your life
Great minds have spent lifetimes looking for answers.
Look at these sandpaper hands
Im just paid from the neck down.
Your velvet revolution chase where it leads you, my friend
Its not like
I said that
I love you
Oh no