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Julian Dawson - My own damn bed

you left me feeling lonesome

in my own damn bed

I could feel you breathing

only inches from my head

I couldn't sleep a second

for thinking what you said

you left me feeling lonesome

in my own damn bed

a bona fide insomniac

headed for a heart attack

ready to jump off that lover's leap

90's man's supposed to cry

but who will croon the lullaby

to soothe this sulky baby back to sleep

you left me feeling lonesome

in my own damn bed

I could feel you breathing

only inches from my head

for all the love we're making

we might as well be dead

you left me feeling lonesome

in my own damn bed

wide-eyed strangers in the dark

looking for that missing spark

the one that walked beside them

down the aisle

the bridal bed's the battlefield

but who will be the first to yield

a vital inch so we can take a mile

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