Smoke is filling up
Your parents car
Something not feeling right
Or is it who we are?
You're casting shade again
Been here before
I wanna turn around
Cause somehow I want more
Fights in the night air
And drunken words slipping out
Will we ever learn?
You don't ever play fair
With dirty words under our, bed sheets in the morning
Bed sheets in the morning
How can you hear me with
Your head is sand
I'm sick of holding out
Why can't you understand?
Back to the start again, worse than before
I thought you'd know by now
I needed something more
Fights in the night air
And drunken words slipping out
Will we ever learn?
You don't ever play fair
With dirty words under our, bed sheets in the morning
Bed sheets in the morning
Smoke is filling up
And words are slipping out
I wish that this was different
I know I would have worked it out
Bed sheets in the morning
