You Made Your Bed - Mark Allen & Company & Tommy Tutone

Darling were you listening When I called you late last night? Or did the sleep get in your eyes Did it blind me from your sight? Or was she lying with you Was it hard for you to speak? And did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? And did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? Did she like my satin sheets And did you sing her to sleep? And my pillow that she slept on Did it bring her sweet dreams? Did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? The pillow that you made for me It was soft with feather down And the headboard, it came from an old house That was about to be torn down And the songs you always sang to me Oh woah, to fall asleep Did they sound the same to her In the bed you made for me? And did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? Did she like my satin sheets And did you sing her to sleep? And my pillow that she slept on Did it bring her sweet dreams? Did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? Now you can take my old pillow And throw it out the door You can buy another bed You can find another headboard 'Cause I ain't gonna lie beneath Those satin sheets you tore The bed you made for me It isn't mine anymore And did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? Did she like my satin sheets And did you sing her to sleep? And my pillow that she slept on Did it bring her sweet dreams? Did you tell her she was sleeping In the bed you made for me? And did you tell her she was sleepin' In the bed you made for me?

The dishes are clean in the kitchen There ain't no dirt on the floor The laundry's all done washing There ain't no honey do list no more The sugar bowl is off in the sugar The car has been washed and waxed The roses have all been watered It's damn near perfect on the colder sad song Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made Im talking candlewax on the dresser Have spilled empty bottle of wine A trail of clothes down the hallway Pick it tomorrow but baby tonight Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made So you go and pull back the covers I'll go and pull down the shades Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made Let's go make, let's go make, make a mess of the bed Make a mess of the bed we made Let's go make, let's go make, make a mess of the bed Make a mess of the bed we made

I've been a father to you all In spite of what you've heard And for the most part, I've been a perfect stranger too In spite of what you've heard You've made me painfully aware Of what you think of me And for the most part, I'm starting to believe it true I put my faith in you That's why I'm singing, saying sorry songs I sing To amuse myself I need to hear your voice Carry all my weight I've been a lover to the ones You'd never realize And for the most part, I've been a liar all my life In spite of what you've heard. A centimeter of a man I measure up to be, And for the most part, I might be lonely all my life. I'm lying in the bed I've made (Stop lying) I'm lying in the bed I've made Sorry songs I sing To amuse myself I need to hear your voice Carry all So I'm singing, saying sorry songs I sing To amuse myself I need to hear your voice Carry all my weight I hope it's not too late, You're making a mistake And so I'm singing, saying sorry songs I sing To amuse myself I need to hear your voice Carry all my weight I hope it's not too late.