| 1st Lyric | 2nd Lyric |
| She was brought into this world... | |
| When her mom was just a girl... | |
| She was working at age nine... | |
| Working hard just to survive... | |
| In the rose garden... | |
| And the thorns are sharpened... | |
| Yeah... | |
| She was young, but not naïve... | |
| | 1st Lyric | 2nd Lyric |
| Hopin' that no one would see... | |
| In the rose garden... | |
| And the thorns are sharpened... | |
| Don't let those petals fall... | |
| In the rose garden... | |
| And the thorns are sharpened... | |
| Yeah... | |
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