The Bed That You Made Lyrics

Whitney Duncan

Oh, honey, what's wrong with you? You sit around whine and cry the blues You ain't got no arms to fall into What you did to me, I'm doing back to you
Honey, I'm going out tonight In my high heel boots and my jeans on tight Get my drinks for free, fill my appetite You'll be thinkin' 'bout me and I'll be out of your sight
I bet you wished you would have stayed But like a little dog you up and strayed How's it feel to be feeling that way? Lying in the bed that you made Lying in the bed that you made
Oh, sweet baby, you're just a cheatin' kind You can say what you want but you can never lie You were out on the town and on the prowl Thinkin' that I wouldn't find out somehow
Well, baby, I got news for you Gonna show you how well I can do that too Gonna clap my hands gonna shake my hips Gonna make you remember what you'll never forget
I bet you wished you would have stayed But like a little dog you up and strayed Well, how's it feel to be feeling that way? Lying in the bed that you made Lying in that bed
I hope it's cold and rough there on your own And I hope you can't sleep You want me and I'll be gone Gone, gone, long gone, yeah
Oh, honey, what's wrong with you? You sit around whine and cry the blues You ain't got no arms to fall into In that king size bed for the king of fools
And I hope it's lonely, lonely to the bone Yeah, I hope it is and I hope you can't sleep And you want me and I'll be gone Gone, gone, long gone, yeah
Oh, I bet you wished you would have stayed But like a little dog you up and strayed How's it feel to be feeling that way? Lying in the bed that you made Lying in the bed that you made Lying in the bed that you made Lying in the bed that you made
Lying in that bed Goodnight baby, sleep tight Gonna be alright

Add Tag

Tags

Tell Us What These Lyrics Mean To You...

Mobile Sitehide
Hey, we have a new extension for Chrome: Lyrics for Youtube! More info...