You're gonna die in this room
In your twin size coffin tomb.
When all your friends have bailed out,
Who will rescue you now?

The sheets, they make you itch
And bedsores make you twitch.
And you just can't figure out
How you've gotten here somehow.

I wanna be the one who rolls you over.
I wanna be the one who rolls you over.

We never should've kissed.
At least not on the lips.
Been stuck in bed for days,
Ever since we parted ways.

And the sheets, they make you itch
Bedsores make you ache.

I wanna be the one who rolls you over.
I wanna be the one who rolls you over.