Mattress

Do you ever think 'bout calling?

I think about it way too often

I can't believe it's been six months and still somehow

Been laying in this empty bed and your side is still the way you left it

I hate the way it looks in here without you around

Oh, it all feels different now

'Cause you made it more than a mattress

Now it's a graveyard of fabric

That just reminds me of weeknights and cheap wine

And being fine to sleep less

You made it more than a mattress

And we would face each other laying sideways

Talk about how things could never change

Funny, 'cause you still keep me awake

Oh, and since that spark went out

Oh, it all feels different now

'Cause you made it more than a mattress

Now it's a graveyard of fabric

That just reminds me of weeknights and cheap wine

And being fine to sleep less

You made it more than a mattress

Mmm, mmm, mmm, hmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm