Bed

My head is lead I don’t ever want to go to bed
Your hair is on fire
You snuff the blaze turn to vapor then you float away
We got into a bad fight

Laid her on the bed (x7)

My eyes are lungs, I’m a prophet and I speak in tongues
I know how you’ll die
Your sister groans, an usurper to the holy throne
To me she is just a dead spy

Laid her on the bed (x3)
Lie to all your friends (x4)

I don’t know what you feel like
Ambushed on the road, stole your gold, you’re a rose and you’re laughing now
Everything that I own starts to pile up
Like bones make the walls of a prison

Laid her on the bed (x3)

I don’t ever want to go to bed
He stay out for the fight
The champ goes down like a clown in the second round
I wish we’d had a better goodbye
Lie to all your friends (x7)