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"The Bed" Lyrics

feat. Big & Rich

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On his side of the bed, he's sleepin' like a baby
Dreams are dancin' in his head
Lying with his lady
It's a peaceful night, and everything's just fine
On his side of the bed
But on her side of the bed, those big brown eyes are cryin'
From the things he never says
And deep inside she's dying
As she turns to face the wall, there's no love at all
On her side of the bed

If he'd just reach out she'd forget about
All the times that he let her down
Oh but in his mind everything's all right
When the lights go out

On his side of the bed
He never even noticed her negligee of red
The very same one that she wore the night
That they were wed
But he never turned his head
To her side of the bed


Now on his side of the bed
He wakes up and turns to say, "I love you" but instead
All he finds are pages full of words he'd never said
And that's all she left
On her side of the bed
  • submitted by Brandie
  • corrected by smalls on June 17th, 2012
  • written by Rich, John D./mcgehee, Vicky Lynn/anderson, Keith
  • copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc., Emi Music Publishing

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     LiL ReDnEcK says:
    Like 019-04-2005 13:16
    Aw this song is so sad. It seems to reflect how people really live. Men get too involved in work and other activities that they have no time for us.

    Oh yeah, to those who think she is a slut or white trash...just because she sings about how life is in the less fortunate places like trailors or singing about "Wear my jeans a little tight to watch the boys come undone". That is how you sell records. She sings from the heart and from her past experiences. Guys, she has a kid! Why would she be a slut?
     PhycicKate says:
    Like 012-03-2005 23:10
    I love this song! It's so awsome, and sad. It reminds me of a sad story I heard a while ago. Good description, Gretchen! *listening to it right now*