Lyrics Love Is an Unmade Bed - Nerina Pallot
Good
times
and
bad
times,
the
love
that
we
shared
Now
you
sleep
on
the
sofa
and
I
don't
care
Times
I'd
reach
for
your
hand
and
you'd
always
be
there
So
what
we
can
we
do
but
divide
up
our
books
And
our
records
and
field
all
our
friends'
funny
looks
You
take
the
TV
and
I'll
take
the
bed
or
a
chair
I
found
an
old
photo
from
when
we
first
met
When
I
still
wore
your
clothes
and
we'd
just
stay
in
bed
On
Saturdays,
Sundays,
and
Mondays
I'd
skip
work
for
you
instead
Oh
love
is
a
rock,
not
a
straight
jacket
Oh
love
is
a
rock,
not
a
straight
jacket
You
and
me
babe,
we're
a
vaudeville
show
All
jazz
hands
and
kisses,
nobody
would
know
Dying
inside,
but
always
a
life
and
a
soul
Like
brother
and
sister,
none
closer
than
we
When
you
say
that
you're
tired,
I'm
secretly
relieved
But
I
try
to
see
you
again
To
see
you
like
the
first
time
And
sometimes
I
glimpse
us
before
we
were
us
Before
we
had
bills,
before
we
had
stuff
Before
we
bought
suitable
wine
for
our
meals
And
bought
records
instead
Oh
love
is
a
rock,
not
a
straight
jacket
Oh
love
is
a
rock,
not
a
straight
jacket
Yeah,
love
is
an
unmade
bed
Doo
doo
doo
I
see
you
again
in
a
year,
maybe
two
At
a
wedding
or
birthday
and
you
have
moved
on
And
just
for
a
moment
I
choke
Then
the
moment
is
gone
Just
for
a
second
I'll
question
it
All
nostalgic
and
trying
to
hide
it
Then
I'll
snuff
out
that
thought
in
this
manner
The
issue
decided
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