Did you sleep okay?
Did you dream of me?
Did you wake up cold
With tears ready to fall?
Did you lie awake
Till the cold grey dawn?
Did you wait for me
To give in and give you a call?
Well, you made your bed...
Did the sirens wail
Through the traffic noise?
Did the railway tracks
Distantly rattle and spark?
Did the foxes call
For company?
Crying out
Like children afraid of the dark?
Well, you made your bed...
Were there creaking sounds
On the stairs outside?
As if my ghost
Was coming home late again?
Did the car alarms
And the keening cats
And the far-flung planes
And the dripping tap
And the boiling pipes
And the factories
And the loneliness
And the tragedy
And the howling wind
And the driving rain
And the constant itch
And the constant pain
Of your regret
And your mistake
Keep you tired
And keep you wired
And keep you, keep you awake?
Well, you made your bed...
Now you can lie in it
Yeah, you made your bed...
Now you can lie alone
(And you can tell yourself I'm coming home)
You made your bed...
Now you can lie to yourself
(And you can tell yourself I'm coming home)
You made your bed...