The Bed You Made
I can see my breath
In the air like smoke
Watch it disappear
With the promises you broke
So say goodbye my love
This fairytale is done
And when the sky turns black
You'll be praying for the sun
All of those white lies
Will turn you color blind
Too deaf to hear the sirens
Drive too fast to see the signs
I tried to mend the cracks
And pull the needle through
But somehow I still feel
Like I owe that to you
You can wash your hands
Just to hide your lies
Stab me in the back
Pull the wool over my eyes
So strike the match
Burn me at the stake
It'll be lonely in the dark
In the bed that you have made
You can't take it back this time
There's nothing left to say
It's too late to save it now
It never mattered anyway
You can wash your hands
Just to hide your lies
Stab me in the back
Pull the wool over my eyes
So strike the match
Burn me at the stake
It'll be lonely in the dark
In the bed that you have made
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
I'll put you in the ground
I tried and pulled
And somehow
I still owe that to you
To you
You can wash your hands
Just to hide your lies
Stab me in the back
Pull the wool over my eyes
So strike the match
Burn me at the stake
It'll be lonely in the dark
In the bed that you have made
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
In the air like smoke
Watch it disappear
With the promises you broke
So say goodbye my love
This fairytale is done
And when the sky turns black
You'll be praying for the sun
All of those white lies
Will turn you color blind
Too deaf to hear the sirens
Drive too fast to see the signs
I tried to mend the cracks
And pull the needle through
But somehow I still feel
Like I owe that to you
You can wash your hands
Just to hide your lies
Stab me in the back
Pull the wool over my eyes
So strike the match
Burn me at the stake
It'll be lonely in the dark
In the bed that you have made
You can't take it back this time
There's nothing left to say
It's too late to save it now
It never mattered anyway
You can wash your hands
Just to hide your lies
Stab me in the back
Pull the wool over my eyes
So strike the match
Burn me at the stake
It'll be lonely in the dark
In the bed that you have made
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
I'll put you in the ground
I tried and pulled
And somehow
I still owe that to you
To you
You can wash your hands
Just to hide your lies
Stab me in the back
Pull the wool over my eyes
So strike the match
Burn me at the stake
It'll be lonely in the dark
In the bed that you have made
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
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Writer(s): Andrew Capra
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