Cold Roses
Ryan Adams Lyrics


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Mirrors in the room go black and blue
On a Sunday morning in Saturday shoes
We don't choose who we love
We don't choose

In a Sunday suit, with the Saturday beat
She don't love who she chose
She don't need what she do

Daylight comes in exposin'
Saturday bruises and cold roses
Cold roses

Nothin' but the sunlight'll help you grow from underneath your bed
You can't see the window
We don't choose what we see
We don't choose

Fortunate and angry just like a child
All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
We don't choose what we love
And she don't need what she got

Daylight comes in exposin'
Saturday bruises and cold roses
Cold roses

Cold roses




Cold roses
Cold roses

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ryan Adams & The Cardinals' song Cold Roses paint a picture of a broken relationship that is consumed with pain and bruises. The opening line refers to the physical damage of the broken relationship, as the mirrors in the room are black and blue. The use of day and night, Sunday and Saturday gives the song a sense of deterioration, where the love and life of the relationship have turned into a torturous routine. The repetition of the phrase "We don't choose" also emphasizes the feeling of powerlessness and lack of control that comes with the situation.


Furthermore, the lyrics also hint at a possible affair, where the partner does not love the person they chose, and the singer acknowledges the feeling. The cold roses in the song signify the visual representation of the damaged relationship, where the love once shared perished and left only thorns behind.


In the chorus, the singer acknowledges the exposure that comes with daylight, where the illuminated scene reveals the bruises, both physical and emotional. Overall, the song expresses the difficulty of letting go and the pain that remains long after the relationship has ended.


Line by Line Meaning

Mirrors in the room go black and blue
The reflection shows the bruises that are sustained from a fight


On a Sunday morning in Saturday shoes
Despite not having enough time to change into Sunday shoes, life still goes on


We don't choose who we love
Love is not a conscious decision, it takes over without permission


We don't choose
Some aspects of life are beyond our control


In a Sunday suit, with the Saturday beat
Dressed in formal attire but still living life to the fullest


She don't love who she chose
Sometimes love doesn't follow logic or reason


She don't need what she do
The things she thinks she needs are not necessarily what will make her happy


Daylight comes in exposin'
With the morning light, the reality of the situation is revealed


Saturday bruises and cold roses
The flowers of love can also come with pain and suffering


Nothin' but the sunlight'll help you grow from underneath your bed
It takes something as simple as sunlight to start healing and moving forward after a setback


You can't see the window
Sometimes we are unaware of how to move on and see the possibilities in life


We don't choose what we see
Just as we can't choose who we love, we also can't choose what we see in life


Fortunate and angry just like a child
Being blessed with abundance doesn't necessarily mean one is content or happy


All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
Money can solve some problems but not the most important one, which is limited time


And she don't need what she got
Just as before, what seems like what she needs isn't always what makes her happy


Cold roses
The beautiful yet painful experience of love


Cold roses
The beauty of love with its thorns


Cold roses
The complexity of love and its mixed emotions




Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: BRADLEY SMITH PEMBERTON, CATHERINE ANNE POPPER, JOHN P BOWERSOCK, RYAN ADAMS

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Comments from YouTube:

knud balandis

great album and the title song is a melancholic masterpiece. tight bandplaying as well.

glennbo76

Masterpiece

Robert Burton

Wish he would do more like this 1

TONYA R HEMBREE-BLUE

Wow!!!!! Love this, AWESOME !

Peewee Cuson

I can't get past how much this sounds like Leon Russell!!!! Killer tune......way too many friends.

Peewee Cuson

@Tim hogle I will do that. Give everyone a fair shake

Tim hogle

Dig deeper he is worth the time. The comparison with Leon was right on.

Peewee Cuson

@Tim hogle First time i heard it it was like "Holy Shit!" Craziness. Do love this tune although never been a huge huge fan....

Tim hogle

Damn, your right after reading your comment it hit me like a brick

SonoranSweetheart

I know a lot of people won't like to agree, but I do hear a Grateful Dead influence. Hell, I can even see it in the album art. I like it though.

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