Kiss By a Rose
SS by Cay


It’s a classic line for guys to tell their girlfriends that they’re their “everything”. 

 

She is. 

 

She’s everything…and more.  

 

She’s my power.  

 

She’s the every bit of me that loves. Without her, I couldn’t perform. Because the performing part of me, is what she made. She is what makes Justin Timberlake. And that’s why I love her so much.  

 

No matter what you say. 

 

No matter the rumors, the threats, the nasty looks. Because we don’t see those. We only see each other. 

 

But still, you try to stick me with some girl. Some girls I don’t even know. But you’ll believe it. Because you want that drama. You want that action, you want that suspense.  

 

We’ve given it to you. But you didn’t except it. Why? 

 

Why can’t you take the bad?  

 

But you can take the good? 

 

So believe what you want. We won’t be the ones clarifying it anymore. We’ve done all we can, but you still believe what you want to believe. And that’s not a bad thing. 

 

But…I will tell you this. 

 

Britney is a rose. And the light that you all shine upon her helps her grow. Some of you, on the other hand, are the rain, the hail, and the snow that threaten her existence. But out of no where, she’ll still be seen.  

 

And that rose blooms. Blooms out of the darkness of which we once hid. And we won’t go back into hiding again.  

 

We’ll continue to be that persistence to stay in bloom. And I will be forever amazed at her capabilities to do so.  

 

She’ll always be that rose, that lifeline that pulls me out of the darkness.  

 

And I’ll always be there backing her.  

 

That’s what I believe, and that’s what I’ll live by. That’s what I’ve always lived by after being kissed by a rose.  

 

She’ll remain my power, my pleasure, my pain.  

 

She’s my addiction that I can’t deny. 

 

No matter if it’s healthy, or threatening, there are some things that no matter how hard you try, you can’t forget. 

She may be torn from my life, but never my heart.  

 

So give it up. 

 

Stop with the rumors.  

 

Because once you’ve been kissed by a rose, you won’t forget. 

 

You can never forget the ones that touch your heart. No matter the obstacles. No matter the pain, no matter the ones that stand in your way.  

 

There used to be a greying 

tower alone on the sea. 

You became the light on 

the dark side of me. 

Love remained a drug that's 

the high and not the pill. 

But did you know, That when it snows, 

My eyes become large and, 

The light that you shine can be seen. 

 

Baby, I compare you to a kiss 

from a rose on the grey. 

The more I get of you, 

the stranger it feels, yeah, 

now that your rose is in bloom, 

a light hits the gloom on the grey. 

 

There is so much a man can tell you, 

So much he can say. 

there's so much inside. 

You remain, 

My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby 

To me you're like a growing 

addiction that I can't deny.. yeah. 

Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby? 

But did you know, That when it snows, 

My eyes become large and 

the light that you shine can be seen. 

 

Baby, I compare you to a 

kiss from a rose on the grey. 

the more I get of you the 

stranger it feels, yeah 

Now that your rose is in bloom. 

A light hits the gloom on the grey, 

 

I've been kissed by a rose on the grey, 

been kissed by a rose on the grey. 

I've been kissed by a rose on the grey, 

And if I should fall, at all 

I've been kissed by a rose 

been kissed by a rose on the grey. 

 

There is so much a man can tell you, 

So much he can say. 

there's so much inside. 

You remain My power, my pleasure, my pain. 

To me you're like a growing 

addiction that I can't deny, 

yeah Won't you tell me 

is that healthy, baby. 

But did you know, That when it snows, 

My eyes become large and the 

light that you shine can be seen. 

 

I compare you to a kiss 

from a rose on the grey. 

Ooh, the more I get of you the 

stranger it feels, yeah 

Now that your rose is in bloom, 

A light hits the gloom on the grey. 

 

Yes I compare you to a kiss 

from a rose on the grey 

Ooh, the more I get of you 

Stranger it feels, yeah 

And now that your rose is in bloom 

A light hits the gloom on the grey 

Now that your rose is in bloom, 

A light hits the gloom on the grey.