Sheets Lyrics - Damien Jurado

Is he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest? 

A place to rest his head in a song you'll regret 

Lord knows I don't want to compete 

But I still sleep in the very sheets he's been in 

Swallow him whole like a pill that makes you choke and stills your soul 

You have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lie 

Send him back 

I'll share the trap that you have me in 

Is he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest? 

A place to rest his head in a song you'll regret 

Still you take him 

Lord knows I don't want to compete 

But I still sleep in the very sheets he's been in 

Swallow him whole like a pill that makes you choke and stills your soul 

You have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lie 

Send him back 

I'll share the trap that you have me in