I made my bed now it's time to say goodnight
But he called me
I made my bed now it's time to say goodbye
But he called me
Baby
I sowed my seeds now I am reaping the grief but I'm lonely
As your garden grows I pretend not to notice my faith
Receding back, back, back
I guess that's that
You don't need it, woman
You don't need it, man
You don't need it, woman
You don't need it, man
And you said "eventually love ruins everything"
I just wish my attitude was unwavering
Wavering
Wavering
I'm wavering
I made my bed now it's time to say good night
But he called me
I made my bed now it's time to say goodbye but he called me
Baby
