Twin Bed

It takes a season Or two or three For me to fall asleep Yeah, it takes a pack Of football quarterbacks To concuss me into dreams My joints scream for mercy Head begs for relief I got a village to sleep with me and how I pled to them Fill these sheets! Smother me! Cuz without him here, there's too much room In this twin bed I had a fix The walk of shame became something religious But his heart was on the mend And Jesus is the only one who promises you'll have a happy end So I lost my friend I thought the seconds would stop To smell the hours But time is costly and we couldn't afford any (Not a penny) Spare a minute, please For wasted flowers Reading aubades, reminiscing on days laid up In his twin bed In his twin bed In his twin bed In his twin bed If you look back now, with a telescope to your face Am I still in view? Darlin' still, somehow, when I speak your name I am kissing you I am kissing you If you look back now, tell me, can you trace something worth coming back to? I do I wanna build a house out of my pillowcase And live there with you (Live there with you) In this twin bed, oh-ah In this twin bed In this twin bed In this twin bed In this twin bed In this twin bed In this twin bed