Under My Bed

Now my eyes are wide open

Now that everything's been stolen

And I'm here to get it back from you

See I ain't wasting no more time

I gotta take back what's mine

And what else am I supposed to do

Here I am, with my heart on the floor

And my love out the door

You should be knocking

But there it goes

I got nothing to show for

It's the pictures I posed for

But I keep them in a box under my bed

I told you time and again

That you never win

I told you time and again

But you keep doing the same old thing

When I thought that you would change

I told you time and again

Here I am, with my heart on the floor

And my love out the door

You should be knocking

But there it goes

I got nothing to show for

It's the pictures I posed for

But I keep them in a box under my bed

Here I am, with my heart on the floor

And my love out the door

There it goes, I got nothing to show for

except pictures I posed for

Here I am, with my heart on the floor

And my love out the door

You should be knocking

But there it goes

I got nothing to show for

It's the pictures I posed for

But I keep them in a box under my bed