THE BED SONG
exhibit a
we are friends in a sleeping bag
splitting the heat
we have one filthy pillow to share
and your lips are in my hair
someone upstairs
has a rat that we laughed at
and people are drinking
and singing van halen and slayer
on a ukulele tear
exhibit b
well we found an apartment
it's not much to look at a
futon on a floor
torn off desktop for a door
all the decor's
made of milk crates
and duct tape
and if we have s**
they can hear us
through the floor
but we don't do that anymore
and i lay there wondering
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better
you took the blanket
so i took the bed sheet
but i would have held you
if you'd only
let me
exhibit c
look how quaint
and how quiet and private
our paychecks have bought
us a condo in town
it's the nicest flat around
you picked a mattress
and had it delivered
and i walked upstairs
and the sight of it
made my heart pound
and i wrapped my arms around me
and i stood there wondering
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better?
you walked right past me
and straightened the covers
but i would still love you
if you wanted a lover
and you said
all the money in the world
won't buy a bed
so big and wide
to guarantee that you won't
accidentally touch me
in the night
exhibit d
now we're both
mostly paralyzed
don't know how long
we've been lying here in fear
too afraid to even feel
i find my glasses
and you turn the light out
roll off on your side
like you've rolled away for years
holding back those
king-size tears
and i still don't ask you
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better
you take the heart failure
i'll take the cancer
i've long stopped wondering why
you don't answer
exhibit e
you can certainly see
how fulfilling a life
from the cost and size of stone
of our final resting home
we got some nice ones right under
a cherry tree
you and me lying
the only way we know
side by side and still and cold
and i finally ask you
what was the matter
was it a matter
of worse or of better
you stretch your arms out
and finally face me
you say
i would have told you
if you'd only asked me
if you'd only asked me
if you'd only asked me
exhibit a
we are friends in a sleeping bag
splitting the heat
we have one filthy pillow to share
and your lips are in my hair
someone upstairs
has a rat that we laughed at
and people are drinking
and singing van halen and slayer
on a ukulele tear
exhibit b
well we found an apartment
it's not much to look at a
futon on a floor
torn off desktop for a door
all the decor's
made of milk crates
and duct tape
and if we have s**
they can hear us
through the floor
but we don't do that anymore
and i lay there wondering
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better
you took the blanket
so i took the bed sheet
but i would have held you
if you'd only
let me
exhibit c
look how quaint
and how quiet and private
our paychecks have bought
us a condo in town
it's the nicest flat around
you picked a mattress
and had it delivered
and i walked upstairs
and the sight of it
made my heart pound
and i wrapped my arms around me
and i stood there wondering
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better?
you walked right past me
and straightened the covers
but i would still love you
if you wanted a lover
and you said
all the money in the world
won't buy a bed
so big and wide
to guarantee that you won't
accidentally touch me
in the night
exhibit d
now we're both
mostly paralyzed
don't know how long
we've been lying here in fear
too afraid to even feel
i find my glasses
and you turn the light out
roll off on your side
like you've rolled away for years
holding back those
king-size tears
and i still don't ask you
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better
you take the heart failure
i'll take the cancer
i've long stopped wondering why
you don't answer
exhibit e
you can certainly see
how fulfilling a life
from the cost and size of stone
of our final resting home
we got some nice ones right under
a cherry tree
you and me lying
the only way we know
side by side and still and cold
and i finally ask you
what was the matter
was it a matter
of worse or of better
you stretch your arms out
and finally face me
you say
i would have told you
if you'd only asked me
if you'd only asked me
if you'd only asked me