Made your bed
I hope you know you've made your bed
And when you finally sober up you know you'll have to lay in it
Way up there
He hasn't slept in several days
He said if I don't suck him off
It must mean that I don't care
He said "I don't give a fuck
At least I'm not shooting up"
After stealing every pill from my medicine cabinet
Little Blue Boy
I wish that you'd admit you were wrong
I wish you'd say sorry for
Ever causing so much harm
Made your bed
I hope you know that you have made your own bed
I hope you know that I
Am never joining you in it
And if you choose to
Live in that dark feeling tonight
Remember who's to blame
It's your fate
I'm separating it from mine
