this bed

bit by bit

and piece by piece

it's adding up the one i love loves me the least

a growing need for apologies

but when i'm wrong i'm weak in the knees

it's better now you don't come back to me

let it be known i'm a liar and a thief

what i stole is in what i've said

it's a shame our books been closed

because it's words have been bled

inch by inch

a foot to feet

a growing gap

and the miles between

a single lie becomes a beast

it's adding up

the one i love loves me the least

it's better now you don't come back to me

let it be known i'm a liar and a thief

what i stole is in what i've said

it's a shame our books been closed

because it's words have been bled

breathing deep

lying awake too alone to sleep

it's in my mind and in my head

there's a certain type of cold that lives in this bed

breathing deep

lying awake too alone to sleep

it's in my mind and in my head

there's a certain type of cold that lives in this bed