| I stay out half the night, laughing with the guys
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| Drinking too much wine, toasting to good times
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| And you think I’m doing fine, that’s what I tell your friends
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| But I know its lies, I’m alone in this bed
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| You are the one thing that I can’t get out my head
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| And you’ll never know it
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| But if this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk it would let you know I’m still missing you
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| If this bed could
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| Talk you’d hear it say, I’m still saving your place
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| They say time heals the pain, but all I see is your face
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| And you think I’m doing fine, that’s what I tell your friends
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| But I know its lies, I’m alone in this bed
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| You are the one thing that I can’t get out my head
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| And you’ll never know it
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| But if this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk it would let you know I’m still missing you
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| And if I said it would it even change do you feel the same
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| Or are we strangers with ourselves to blame
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| And I do, I wonder if you, if you still love me any more
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| But if this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk
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| If this bed could talk it would let you know I’m still missing you |