The Bed You Made

Lie down in the bed you've made and say goodnight
I'll tuck you in and I'll turn out the lights
I've found new accommodations, they're working out just swell
In that bed that you've made, I'd wager you won't sleep so well

You chose to line your bed with nails
You fill it with spiders, snakes and snails
Your blanket's just an old wet sack
And you wonder why I won't take you back

So lie down in the bed you've made and say goodnight
I'll tuck you in and I'll turn out the lights
I've found new accommodations, they're working out just swell
In that bed that you've made, I'd wager you won't sleep so well

So when you're drifting off tonight
Just hold your rancid pillow tight
Maybe you'll dream of sweeter days
You'll wake up in that filthy mess you made

So lie down in the bed you've made and say goodnight
I'll tuck you in and I'll turn out the lights
I've found new accommodations, they're working out just swell
In that bed that you've made, I'd wager you won't sleep so well

In that bed that you've made, I'd wager you won't sleep so well