(with Brian Wilson)

After all of this time
You still got such a pretty face
Though the eyes they try to hide
What you’ve seen and what time replaced
Dress yourself up
Cover up the permanent scars
Put on that smile of yours
Cover up the lifetime of marks on your heart
You still strut your stuff
You strike such pretty poses
Like poetry in motion
I wonder why you’re still here doing what you do
I know, I know, I know, I know

In this life there’s more guns than roses!
In this life there’s more guns than roses!

You been rode hard and put up wet
They told you they needed you
How soon they’d forget (you can’t forget)

When you dreamed of that white knight
How little did you know you’d be the horse that he’d ride
On his way through to find his little Miss Perfect Bride

You still strut your stuff
You strike such pretty poses
Like poetry in motion
I wonder why you’re still here doing what you do
But I guess I know, I know, I know why
In this life there’s more guns than roses (roses)
In this life there’s more guns than roses (roses)
In this life more guns than roses

Where are your Roses?
Where are your Roses?
Where are your Roses?

After all of this time
I still love your pretty face
But your eyes they can’t hide
What you’ve seen and what time replaced

You can dress yourself up
Can’t cover the permanent marks
Put on that smile of yours
Can’t cover the lifetime of scars