Whitney Duncan - The Bed That You Made Lyrics

Oh, honey, what's wrong with you
You sit around whine and cry the blues
You ain't got no arms to fall into
What you did to me, I'm doing back to you

Honey, I'm going out to night
In my high heel boots and my jeans on tight
Get my drinks for free, fill my appetite
You'll be thinkin' 'bout me and I'll be out of your sight

I bet you wished you stayed
But like a little dog you up and strayed
How's it feel to be feeling that way
Lying in a bed that you made
Lying in a bed that you made

Oh, sweet baby, your a cheatin' kind
You can say what you want but you can never lie
You were out on the town and on the prowl
Thinkin' that I wouldn't find out somehow

Well, baby, I got news for you
Gonna show you how well I can do that too
Gonna clap my hands gonna shake my hips
Gonna make you remember what you'll never forget

I bet you wished you stayed
But like a little dog you up and strayed
How's it feel to be feeling that way
Lying in a bed that you made
Lying in that bed

I hope its cold and rough on your own
I hope you can't sleep
You want me and I'll be gone
Gone, gone long gone

Oh, honey, what's wrong with you
You sit around whine and cry the blues
You ain't got no arms to fall into
In that king size bed for the king of fools

I hope it's lonely, lonely to the bone
Yeah, I hope it is, I hope you can't sleep
And you want me and I'll be gone
Gone, gone, long gone

I bet you wished you stayed
But like a little dog you up and strayed
How's it feel to be feeling that way
Lying in a bed that you made
Lying in a bed that you made
Lying in a bed that you made
Lying in a bed that you made

Lying in that bed
Goodnight baby, sleep