The Bed (Live)

This is the place

Where she lay her head

When she went to bed at night

And this is the place

Our children were conceived

Candles lit the room brightly at night

And this is the place

Where she cut her wrists

That odd and fateful night

And I said oh oh oh

Oh oh oh what a feeling

And I said oh oh oh

Oh oh oh what a feeling

This is the place

Where we used to live

I paid for it with love and blood

And these are the boxes

That she kept on the shelf

Filled with her poetry and stuff

And this is the room

Where she took the razor

And cut her wrists

That at and fateful night

And I said oh oh oh

Oh oh oh what a feeling

And I said oh oh oh

Oh oh oh what a feeling

Never should started

If I'd known

It'd end this way

Funny thing

I'm not at all sad

That it stopped this way

Stop this way

This is the place

Where she lay her head

When she went to bed at night

And this is the place

Our children were conceived

Candles lit the room

Brightly at night

And this is the place

Where she cut her wrists

That odd and fateful night

And I said oh oh oh

Oh oh oh what a feeling

And I said oh oh oh

Oh oh oh what a feeling