Bed I Made - Allen Stone

I took a plane over the stars

It didn’t get me very far

Cause all my problems, they follow me

I flew to the moon

But it wasn’t far enough away from you

Cause all our problems, they follow me

And every night, I close my eyes

And all my troubles fade

And every morning when I rise

I’m just sleeping in this bed I made

One million times inside of my mind

I have justified, baby

But all my problems still follow me

And I discovered a way to cleverly avoid the blame

But all my problems still follow me

And every night, I close my eyes

All my troubles fade

But every morning when I rise

I’m just sleeping in this bed I made

I can’t outrun the pain, oh

Should have faced these demons as they came, yeah

And what I wouldn’t trade

To make some room in this bed I made

Cause every night, I close my eyes

And all my troubles fade

But every morning when I rise

I’m just sleeping in this bed

I’m just sleeping in this bed I made