Made your bed I hope you know you've made your bed And when you finally sober up you know you'll have to lay in it Way up there He hasn't slept in several days He said if I don't suck him off It must mean that I don't care He said "I don't give a fuck At least I'm not shooting up" After stealing every pill from my medicine cabinet Little Blue Boy I wish that you'd admit you were wrong I wish you'd say sorry for Ever causing so much harm Made your bed I hope you know that you have made your own bed I hope you know that I Am never joining you in it And if you choose to Live in that dark feeling tonight Remember who's to blame It's your fate I'm separating it from mine