One Bedroom Blues

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