Ballad in My Bed

I'm gonna write you a song

You're on the tip of my tongue

There's nothing to protect with you legs around my neck

Writing the lines on your palms

You gotta tell me when its wrong

Sometimes you're with me sometimes your gone

You're harboring the pain without calling it by name

Yours is the side I'm on

I'm gonna write you a song

You're on the tip of my tongue

There's nothing to protect with you legs around my neck

Yours is the side I'm on

We inherited a sin

We're gonna live out in the wind

Every three years gotta go

Doesn't matter where it blows

So long as you're with me then

I'm gonna write you a song

You're on the tip of my tongue

There's nothing to protect with you legs around my neck

Tattooed the lines on your palms

It's been a hard luck afternoon

You've been buried in a tomb

Roll that rock away drag the night into the day

I love you my only truth.

I'm gonna write you a song

You're on the tip of my tongue

There's nothing to protect with you legs around my neck

Tattooed the lines on your palms

I never wanted to neglect the ballad in my bed

Writing the lines on your palms