| Song | Poisoned Rose |
| Artist | Elvis Costello |
| Album | King of America |
| 作词 : MacManus | |
| The poisoned rose | |
| That you gave to me | |
| It left me half alive | |
| And half in ecstasy | |
| But if half of your love | |
| Is all I can win | |
| Give me just a fraction | |
| But no more medicine | |
| The poisoned rose | |
| On a valentine card | |
| That you take straight to the heart | |
| That you call my junkyard | |
| But if all | |
| I can doIs save pieces of you | |
| The piece of your mind | |
| The piece of your heart | |
| Didn't tear me apart | |
| Like the poisoned rose | |
| I received from you | |
| I don't know | |
| How we came to grow | |
| Into this very sad affair | |
| Everytime we do the decent thing | |
| Somebody spikes the drink | |
| And a single becomes a pair | |
| The poisoned rose | |
| That you wear at your best | |
| That I keep pressed between the white sheets | |
| Where you lie half undressed | |
| I threw away my shirt and shoes | |
| You looked and | |
| I dived in | |
| It's just you and me now' | |
| Cause I threw away the gin | |
| I threw away your alibis | |
| And all your worn out clothes | |
| I threw myself upon the floor | |
| But I couldn't throw away | |
| This poisoned rose, this poisoned rose | |
| This poisoned rose |
| zuò cí : MacManus | |
| The poisoned rose | |
| That you gave to me | |
| It left me half alive | |
| And half in ecstasy | |
| But if half of your love | |
| Is all I can win | |
| Give me just a fraction | |
| But no more medicine | |
| The poisoned rose | |
| On a valentine card | |
| That you take straight to the heart | |
| That you call my junkyard | |
| But if all | |
| I can doIs save pieces of you | |
| The piece of your mind | |
| The piece of your heart | |
| Didn' t tear me apart | |
| Like the poisoned rose | |
| I received from you | |
| I don' t know | |
| How we came to grow | |
| Into this very sad affair | |
| Everytime we do the decent thing | |
| Somebody spikes the drink | |
| And a single becomes a pair | |
| The poisoned rose | |
| That you wear at your best | |
| That I keep pressed between the white sheets | |
| Where you lie half undressed | |
| I threw away my shirt and shoes | |
| You looked and | |
| I dived in | |
| It' s just you and me now' | |
| Cause I threw away the gin | |
| I threw away your alibis | |
| And all your worn out clothes | |
| I threw myself upon the floor | |
| But I couldn' t throw away | |
| This poisoned rose, this poisoned rose | |
| This poisoned rose |