Lyrics Nerina Pallot – Love Is An Unmade Bed

Good times and bad times, the love that we shared
Now you sleep on the sofa and I don’t care
Times I’d reach for your hand and you’d always be there

So what we can we do but divide up our books

I found an old photo from when we first met
When I still wore your clothes and we’d just stay in bed
On Saturdays, Sundays, and Mondays I’d skip work for you instead

Oh love is a rock, not a straight jacket
Love is an unmade bed
Oh love is a rock, not a straight jacket
Love is an unmade bed

You and me babe, we’re a vaudeville show
All jazz hands and kisses, nobody would know
Dying inside, but always a life and a soul

Like brother and sister, none closer than we
When you say that you’re tired, I’m secretly relieved
But I try to see you again
To see you like the first time

And sometimes I glimpse us before we were us
Before we had bills, before we had stuff
Before we bought suitable wine for our meals
And bought records instead

Oh love is a rock, not a straight jacket
Love is an unmade bed
Oh love is a rock, not a straight jacket
Yeah, love is an unmade bed

Doo doo doo

I see you again in a year, maybe two

Just for a second I’ll question it
All nostalgic and trying to hide it
Then I’ll snuff out that thought in this manner
The issue decided