You made your bed


Im a one night stand
Screwed the whole damn year
Cos your sneaky face
Comes streaked with tears

But I´m not joyful lover
I tell no lies
So you won´t just get away with it
Without a fight

Now it´s my turn to tell you

You can´t keep turning to me
When she ain´t coming home
You can´t keep flirting with me
You´ve made your bed
Go lie in it alone

I´m the rotten cause
That keeps true girls down
Cause these tears of a heart
Will have us all drowned

But I´m no willing cover
I seek no praise
So you won´t be getting away with it
On sorry days

I´m your contraband
Your smugglers whore
I collude with you
When you want more

But it´s clear to me
You thrive on my fear
So it´s time to aid the enemy
And get the hell out of here.