Though it's been awhile now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you
.The wound heals, but the scar, that scar remains

Now I hear you've found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife.

But I guess that's why they say,

Every  rose has it's thron
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has it's thorn.

Yeah it does.