One Bedroom Blues کے بول

I feel like a monster Is under my bed Ready to eat me Did I drink too much? I don't know I head for the kitchen And open the fridge But there's nothing in there It's been like that since you've left But I'm trying my best to cope With the idea that you are gone That I'm left with your dog Who won't trust me and eats my rugs When I was with you I used to eat lots Of fruits and vegetables Now it's bacon and eggs My stomach aches I'm not into football But I still stare at the TV set Pretending I give a shit But I'm trying my best to cope With the idea that you are gone And I'm left with your dog Who won't trust me and eats my rugs Was I ready for this? Did I deserve it? Maybe I did I like to feel guilty But I'm trying my best to cope With the idea that you are gone And I'm left with your dog Who won't trust me and eats my rugs