Nhạc sĩ: Nathan Chapman, Laura Bell Bundy, Andrew Dorff
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I moved the mattress to the middle of the floor, can't sleep awake
Where love was made before, took a hammer to the frame
As it broke down, I did the same, all the memories, all the blame
In the middle of the room and in my way
I curse the bed, pour on some gasoline
I curse the bed, throw a match on all our dreams
Burn it to the ground, where you laid me down
I could curse the moon, curse your love, curse your name
But instead, I curse the bed
Took a shower, put on a long white dress
Danced for hours, around the flames, around the mess
Poured some champagne, made a toast, said goodbye to all my ghosts
But all that metal, all that steel, are like your words that I still feel
I curse the bed, pour on more gasoline
I curse the bed, throw a match on all our dreams
Burn it to the ground, where you laid me down
I could curse the moon, curse your love, curse your name
But instead, I curse the bed
I curse the bed
Burn it to the ground, where you laid me down
I could curse the moon, curse your love, curse your name
But instead, I curse the bed
I curse the bed
I curse the bed