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