My Head In A Bed
Your love is stuck in my head
I am sick and you are my med
This pain I need to shed
So I can sleep in my own bed
But these thoughts have never fled
So here I am stuck in my head
Thinking of all these words I could of said
Trying to erase you, but you are unlike this lead
So just give me one more chance before this is all dead
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