Song lyrics You made your bed by Skin

Im a one night stand
Screwed the whole damn year
Cos your sneaky face
Comes streaked with tears

But Iīm not joyful lover
I tell no lies
So you wonīt just get away with it
Without a fight

Now itīs my turn to tell you

You canīt keep turning to me
When she ainīt coming home
You canīt keep flirting with me
Youīve made your bed
Go lie in it alone

Iīm the rotten cause
That keeps true girls down
Cause these tears of a heart
Will have us all drowned

But Iīm no willing cover
I seek no praise
So you wonīt be getting away with it
On sorry days

Iīm your contraband
Your smugglers whore
I collude with you
When you want more

But itīs clear to me
You thrive on my fear
So itīs time to aid the enemy
And get the hell out of here