Tekster:
Hole Someone Else S Bed

So you're lying in your underwear Oh, in someone else's bed And the silence is so dangerous It's a terrible sense of dread So I have another cigarette

: So you're lying in your underwear Oh, in someone else's bed And the silence is so dangerous It's a terrible sense of dread So I have another cigarette

in disbelief then resign myself She's slumming it in someone else's shoes Burberry blue eyes This town is not so small If you take everyone to bed And

was a cheat Bullet holes in my mirror And a minefield across my floor I don't wanna be a soldier Don't wanna fight someone else's war Don't need no

, la, lyin' when you said you were really good in bed Everybody that's been done wrong Come on and sing along 'cause Karma's a female dog Yeah, Karma's

up north in the spring and fall But not when it's cold, that's no life on the road Coffee black with pie a la mode That's what you want before the show

It's nice here in this room, you would like it, yes you would It's got a bed, two chairs and a table, I'd leave here if I could There's a man standing

, Lord, it's built to last It's a heartache wide, stands treetop tall I dug this hole, I made this bed, I built this wall These guilty arms are empty now They were holding someone else

so brand new (let's go) I had wings on flyin out a prison with a ratchet was only there 'cause someone snitched Look (look here), no one's poor but no one's