Made your bed

It's a slow week bottle to the cheek fell asleep in a bar seat you always wanted to be a cowboy now you gotta deal with the blues of a lonely man I'm the scent of every woman in your hotel bed

You got a bad cough in the mini van it's the life of a touring struggling musician it's impressive how you pop that bottle with your tooth it used to turn me on before I turned on you

You made your bed now go lie in it you asked for space here's a mile of it I never wanted to marry a man who saw me as an option you're slow dancing and you Drive all night
On a road with no end in site I said forever You said I don't know If I waited I would have died alone

You got good friends share a drink share a joke till the natural silence sends everybody back home but you to a house that's kept warm by a careful lover like a heated towel when your comin' out the shower

You made your bed now go lie in it you asked for space here's a mile of it I never wanted to marry a man who saw me as an option you're slow dancing and you Drive all night
On a road with no end in site I said forever You said I don't know If I waited I would have died alone