Bed Downtown from Idle Hands by Ian Fisher

I woke up in a bed downtown
two girls stretched out before my eyes
it’s in my head well I’m in my head
but I’m doing alright

never thought I could be an evil man
it took twenty seven years for me to understand
that everyone’s got a good side
everyone’s got a dark side

we could lie and say it never happened
we could lie and say it never happened
but lying wouldn’t make it right
lying wouldn’t make it right
no, lying wouldn’t make it right

closer we got we only got colder
put the time between the time
made me know I was older
than when I had someone
when I had someone to hold

but maybe that’s just it
while I reach with fists
open only to close
I was a lover
what the hell does that make me now?

we could lie and say it never happened
we could lie and say it never happened
but lying wouldn’t make it right
lying wouldn’t make it right
no, lying wouldn’t make it right

we could lie and say it never happened
we could lie pretend it never happened
but lying wouldn’t make it right
lying wouldn’t make it right
no, lying wouldn’t make it right

• Folk
• americana
• country
• indie
• St. Louis