(Performed by Tammy Wynette)

The doorbell rings, it's flowers for me
Roses again, it's the third time this week
What kind of fool
Must he picture me to be?
To be blinded by a dozen liar's roses

Guilt-stained words, on beautiful cards
But not a single one
That comes from the heart
He's seein' her again
'Cause that's when he starts
Sendin' me these lovely, liar's roses

Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
While he dreams of somebody else
He lies to me
And thinks that I don't know it
But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses

Why do I stay, I don't know
I guess it's easier than lettin' him go
I do the best I can, to not let it show
What am I gonna do with all these roses?

Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
While he dreams of somebody else
He lies to me
And thinks that I don't know it
But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses.