the bed i made

all the ways i cared for you

are working like you want them to

as i break down and you stay strong

i write my own forgiveness song

i try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug

but it's not your concern

another night and it's only right

i toss and i turn in the bed i made

the wine dark room the flashing eyes

that hung me from my string of lies

you said you were numb from wondering

i guess i wasn't listening

i try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug

but you're not concerned

another night and it's only right

that i toss and i turn in the bed i made

with my own hands

i fashioned this frame

and into the wood

i carved out my name

i try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug

but you're not concerned

another night and it's only right

that i toss and i turn in the bed i made

and it's only right

that i toss and i turn

in the bed i made

the bed i made

the bed i made