I woke up like I broke up with my bed
didn't sleep well, my eyes still lazy and red
She made me uncomfortable, like I was a stranger to her
As I sit and wonder why she always want to fight!

A little headache because we had a rough night
My pillows were no where to be found
I guess she was angry I didn't come home when the time was right.
But I was up and running just to get a new sheet for her.

My bed doesn't understand me no more
She thinks I am cheating on her with a new one
And told my pillows the wrong things about me
Now they see as the bad guy and act so mean

I swear I love my bed to the moon and back
Sometimes when the sun's up, I try to stay in with her
but my shoes always want to go out to play
they promised me if I delay, they gon' leave me today.

Every night, my bed likes to fight me
and every morning, we try to make up
Lately, my bed has been acting so mean
I Pray I get a new sheet for her to change up!