Make My Bed

 
I've got a wheel barrow full of tears,
Accumulated through the years,
A product of my doubt and fear,
So make my bed tonight,
Got this basket case of wasted time,
Just in case I change my mind,
I keep it right where I can't find,
Any strength to fight,
So make my bed,
Into a mess,
Make it again,
And never confess,
Yeah make my bed,
And sleep in it too,
And get up again,
In time for round two,
This body's racked with aches and pains,
To match my head, in case it rains,
And so what is, will still remain,
Until I get it right,
I've got a wheel barrow full of tears,
Accumulated through the years,
A product of the doubt and fear,
So make my bed tonight,
Yeah, make my bed,
Those covers are mine,
Give 'em back,
And just look at the time,
Yeah make my bed,
We'll just hop to it,
For time's a bitch,
Unless you do it,
Got this wheel barrow  full of tears,
Accumulated through the years,
A product of my doubt and fear,
So make my bed, tonight,
Yeah, keep me warm tonight.