She doesn't have to go to work but she doesn't want to stay in bed
cause it's changed from something comfortable to something else
instead. This bed has seen it all from the first time to the last, the
silences of now and the good times of the past and it only cost ten
pounds from a shop just down the road - mind you that was seven
years ago and things were very different then. It didn't get much rest at
first, the headboard banging in the night yeah. The neighbours didn't
dare complain and everything was going right. Now there's no need to
complain 'cos it never makes a sound. Something beautiful left town and
she doesn't even know its name. Now every night she plays the sad
game ooh ah ah, called pretending nothing's going wrong oh, oh but she
