Sleeping On My Stomach

Pull weeds,
Pull weeds from my bed,
From my bed,
From my bed.
Shave weeds,
Shave weeds from the back
Of my head.
Burn it, throw it into the sea.
Call my friends, tell them you choose them over me.
Burn it, throw it into the sea.
Call my friends, tell them you choose them over me.
Pull weeks,
Pull weeks from my wall,
from the red I wish I could call.
Shake weeks,
Shake weeks because I couldn’t care less for you
or even for me.
Burn it, throw it into the sea.
Call my friends, tell them you choose them over me.
Burn it, throw it into the sea.
Call my friends, tell them you choose them over me.
It calls me,
It haunts me,
It calls.
It calls me,
It haunts me,
It calls.
I came and I saw and I was conquered.
How I wish,
How I wish my sins were the same.
Hold my hand, mother.
Hold my hand and pull me back,
Tell me how every man is to blame.
It calls me,
It haunts me,
It calls.
It calls me,
It haunts me,
It calls.
He calls me,
He haunts me,
He calls.
He calls me,
He haunts me,
He calls,
He calls.