Bedsheets Songtext
von Brite Lines

You called me up, said you couldn′t be here
Though you wanted to
I said, "You lie. I heard what you told your man"
And when you hung up I could just picture you
Clutching your white bedsheets in your hands

You can't escape from your own head
No matter what you′re telling me
Those feelings of sickness and dread
Just won't seem to let you be

So go ahead and pretend you're escaping it
That your pretty brown eyes won′t give you away
But while your eyes may have no trouble faking it
To some people, know what your absence will say


You can′t escape from your own head
No matter what you're telling me
Those feelings of sickness and dread
Just won′t seem to let you be
Please don't call here again
You know I won′t be answering

I considered you the bravest friend I had
But now you're less a fire, more a flame
You′re blowing out, still bargaining with the wind
The only vestige of that old brave friend is her name

You can't escape from your own head
No matter what you're telling me
Those feelings of sickness and dread
Just won′t seem to let you be
Please don′t call here again
You know I won't be answering
You know I won′t be answering