Body For My Bed by William Fitzsimmons
This is my last chance to ever make it right
before they turn out every single light
and figure out that this is not my home
my mother warned me of people that would take advantage
of my money and my grace
but she forgot to tell me i'm the same
and i'm the one to blame
and i was born to lay it on your back
cause i have chosen the sadness that you lack
but you won't let me back into your heart
oh god my bed is empty
oh god my bed is empty
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