Sheets – Damien Jurado – letras

Is he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest?A place to rest his head in a song you’ll regretStill you take himLord knows I don’t want to competeBut I still sleep in the very sheets he’s been inSwallow him whole like a pill that makes you choke and stills your soulYou have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lieSend him backI’ll share the trap that you have me inIs he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest?A place to rest his head in a song you’ll regretStill you take himLord knows I don’t want to competeBut I still sleep in the very sheets he’s been inSwallow him whole like a pill that makes you choke and stills your soulYou have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lieSend him backI’ll share the trap that you have me in(Still you sleep in the very sheets he’s been in)