This is my last chance to ever make it rightnbefore they turn out every single lightnand figure out that this is not my homenmy mother warned me of people that would take advantage of my money and my gracenbut she forgot to tell me i'm the samenand i'm the one to blamennand i was born to lay it on your backncause i have chosen the sadness that you lacknbut you won't let me back into your heartnnoh god my bed is emptynoh god my bed is emptynnand jesus told me that you would be okay if i began to go out on some datesnand find myself a body for my bednand all your stories filled with cavious caveatsnabout the past you told me you forgotnbut hold on tightly when no one is aroundni'm terrified for the time you were gonenand how we both(?) intend to linger onnto keep me company at least just for a whilennoh god my bed is emptynoh god my bed is emptynoh god my bed is empty