H. James (BMG) & Eightball Aitken (APRA/SESAC)
Curl up and die, toss side to side
You’ve got every right to feel that way
Don’t you now babe, in the bed that you made
Hear every word, it’s gonna hurt
Blow by blow in a constant replay
In the bed that you made
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If you’ve got any chance at all
Stand on your own two feet
After you’ve learned to crawl
Take it like a man
Learn to start again
After you’ve done hard time
Laying in the bed that you made
Crash and you burn, live and you learn
You won’t make the same mistake again will you now babe
In the bed that you made
You wanted to play, and that was okay
It felt all right when it went your way didn’t it now babe
Now here’s the bed that you made
Chorus