Mystery of My Bed

tried to move me along, but i wasnt done yet
the mystery of my bed has yet to be solved
or how i could find it, the who i hadnt met
the bar’s full of drunken paths of their own
but if i never know
you will find my head my home
past assembly failed in the patching of my heart
in fairness the fragments were fickler than i thought
and the social exposure, you said it’d be better
to put yourself out there and risk being caught
if not i’ll never know
what could have been my home
i know i’ll never know
where will be my home
tried to move me along but i wasnt done yet
the mystery of my bed has yet to be solved
in fairness my troubles are all my own