Bed

[Verse 1]
My gift to you will be the waking nights
Don't wanna talk about it
The ceiling moves before my aching eyes
I'll watch the phone sit still

[Chorus 1]
Sick of waiting for bad news
Am I waiting to lose you?
Waiting for bad news
Still

[Verse 2]
I'll grind my teeth down to the nerves again
As long as you are breathing
I've made my bed, now sit down
You get used to feeling mad

[Chorus 2]
Move away, I am over you
I've opened my eyes
And the best of my mind fell on through
I am always the captive
When will I play the good cop?
Lord knows I need the practice
Sick of swallowing full stops
Now the system is failing
I'm so tired of waiting
For bad news

[Outro]
I'll lie awake
For you again, father
I'll lose my teeth
What use is sleep anyway?
I'll brace myself
To be in hell
I'll fail the test
Love you to death