Make My Bed

I make my bed and I sleep in it It all comes back around What a perfect design I make amends God as my witness I just want you to be happy Sweet love of mine I don't want this feeling anymore Yeah it's weighing me down I have hit ceiling, I've hit the floor And I found a way out I spend my life picking up breadcrumbs Took every turn I walked the line We want it all We take and then some Until you face yourself There's no peace of mind I don't want this feeling anymore Yeah it's weighing me down I have hit ceiling, I've hit the floor And I found a way out I don't want this feeling anymore Yeah it's weighing me down I have hit ceiling, I've hit the floor And I found a way out I've found a way out I've found a way out I've found a way out I've found a way out