Wish I had no expectations All these tears that I cry while I'm turned to the side And you're in the same fucking bed But I expect, you expect, we expect With no confrontation I really wish we could talk about it instead Up in bed, all alone Wondering

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed Rest your arms, and rest your legs I feel her filth in my bones Wash off my hands 'til it’s gone The walls they’re closing in With velvet curtains Some love was made for the lights Some kiss your cheek and goodnight

Don't have nothing for you Wouldn't it be fun Teacher said The Preacher said Wet your bed Afraid to grade Cross says floss Sun felt numb

Are you sleeping with your own regret? On your side of the bed Tell me how, how'd you get so far away? All we have left, are the memories of the love we made Your side of the bed On your side of the bed, there's a picture of our wedding day A clock that

How long since I've spent a whole night in a twin bed with a stranger His warm arms all around me? How long since I've gazed into dark eyes that melted my soul down To a place where it longs to be? All of your history has little to do with your face

Why don't you You could be anything Why don't you be with me Like your daddy told you when you were a little girl Your momma brought you up in a women's world Why don't you be my drink, be my song, be my bed, be my car, be my photograph Be my day, be my

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke up this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

I knew when I left I’d see you again Yeah, yeah, yeah Cashmere, left it lying by your bed It’s the color red, how could I forget? Cashmere (Cashmere), last night we made such a mess Getting high with the lights low, had a few more drinks And the next

Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind, made up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your knuckles Right before

Somebody stepped inside your soul Little by little they robbed and stole Till someone else was in control You think it’s easier And you think it’s easier I have a will for survival So you can hurt me And then hurt me some more I can live with denial