Curse The Bed - Laura Bell Bundy

I moved the mattress

To the middle of the floor

Can’t sleep a wink

Where love was made before

Took the hammer to the frame

As it broke down, I did the same

All the memories, all the blame

In the middle of the room and in my way

I curse the bed

Pour on some gasoline

I curse the bed

Throw a match on all our dreams

Burn it to the ground

Where you laid me down

I could curse the moon, curse your love

Curse your name but instead I curse the bed

I took a shower

Put on a long white dress

Danced for hours

Around the flames, around the mess

Poured some champagne, made a toast

Said goodbye to all my ghosts

But all that metal, all that steel

Are like your words that I still feel

I curse the bed

Pour on more gasoline

I curse the bed

Throw a match on all our dreams

Burn it to the ground

Where you laid me down

I could curse the moon, curse your love

Curse your name but instead I curse the bed

I curse the bed

Burn it to the ground

Where you laid me down

I could curse the moon, curse your love

Curse your name but instead I curse the bed

I curse the bed