Текст песни Tim Vantol - Problems are for Free

We all make mistakes, and problems are for free
I'll give you a thousand if you would marry me
and I'll show you the door and I'll bring you back home
but at least we don't die, die all alone.

No roses without pickels, no pickles without a sterm
if I could turn the time I would do it over and over again
I would have bought you a thousand roses
and I would have bought you a thousand more
and forget to remove the prickles, the ones you showed me before.

But choices have to be chosen, decisions have to be made
questions need an answer, there must be a reason for you to hate
my questions need an answer, and your answers have to be true
to replace all of my hope, to replace it all for you.

We all make mistakes, my problems are for free
I'll gave you a couple but you've gave them back to me
you'd showed me the door and I could walk back to home
but at least I won't die, but at least I won't die all alone.