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You Made Your Bed

  • Albums: Lovers Speak

I say black
You say white
You do anything to be the one that's right
Go to extremes
Got to win
Still you're not happy
Just see the state you're in

You're never satisfied are you baby
Tell me what is driving you crazy
You're feeling something's wrong and you blame me
Well I just wanna say
It's your stupid mistake

I don't regret the time that we shared
But I do resent the martyr you play though
I'm the one who suffers more than my share of
All the hurt in this game
This mixed up game

Now you made your bed you can lie on it baby
I won't be there next to you
All of the great little pleasures that you bring
Get cancelled out by the weird things you do

Not Lucifer
Not the Trinity
No one on earth can make you feel at ease
It serves me right
Cos I left you once
I broke my own rule
Because I wanted to please

But you're never satisfied are you baby
Tell me what is driving you crazy
You're feeling something strong and you blame me
Well I just wanna say
It's your stupid mistake

Now you made your bed you can lie on it baby
I won't be there next to you
All of the great little pleasures that you bring
Get cancelled out by the weird things you do
You made your bed you can lie on it baby
I won't be there next to you
All of the great little pleasures that you bring
Get cancelled out by the weird things you do
Get cancelled out by the weird things

I say black
You say white
You do anything to be the one that's right
But you're never satisfied
I said you're never satisfied
Something is always driving you crazy
Something is driving you crazy

You made your bed you can lie on it
You made your bed you can lie on it
You made your bed you can lie on it baby
I won't be there next to you
You made your bed you can lie on it baby
I won't be there next to you
All of the great little pleasures that you bring
Get cancelled out by the weird things you do

You made your bed you can lie on it baby
I won't be there next to you
All of the great little pleasures that you bring
Get cancelled out by the weird things you do

 

 

 

Your Letter

  • Albums: To The Limit

I read your letter yesterday
It fell between the covers
And my bare skin
It fell between
My crying
And my longin' for you

I loved this one
Too long
This one
Much too much
Some times I gave just enough
Of myself
But most times
Nothing at all
And you've been gone
Too long
You know I love you the best
You call me crazy
That's how you won my heart
'Cos you were half crazy too

I read your letter again
Today
Out loud and to myself
It gave me back
My sanity
I didn't feel so alone

Won't be too soon
Not like the night
Not like the night on a summers day
Can't wait to see you step
Across the room
Empty room
Save you and me
I feel your touches in your
Letters but
It's not half as good as you
Touching me in real

 

 

 

You Rope You Tie Me

  • Albums: To The Limit Steppin' Out (live)

Don't stand in my way
Let me pass
Easy
Don't try to block
Trip
Or check me baby
No counter action
Gonna handicap me baby
You know I'm travelling
Light yea
Yea yea yea

You're a lion in my path
In my light
'Scuse me
Don't upset
Don't embarrass me baby
Don't show your body
Your body doesn't make it
You know I'm moving on
Right
Yea yea yea yea yea yea

You know we started out good
We were in love with
All the world
All of a sudden
It was out of control
I started to lie
Because you couldn't see the truth
Oh what a sad world

You get too jealous
You patronize me
Let me get away
You get too jealous
You drive me crazy
Let me get away
Let me get away

Don't stand in my way
In my light
'Scuse me
You get too jealous
You patronize me
You get too jealous
You drive me crazy
You get too jealous
You roped you tied me
You get too jealous
I need to be free
Let me get away

 

 

 

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