Sanoja: Descendents. All. Clean Sheets.

Clean sheets mean a lot to a guy who sleeps on the floor I whited your love, and a shelf in your dresser drawer you tucked me in, stopped my tossing and turning But I turned back the covers and saw those sheets are dirty Even thought you'll never come clean you know it's true Those sheets are dirty And so are you The warmth of a bed to a guy who sleeps on the floor Was enough to perpetuate all the lies I heard before I want to hold you, I'll hold my pillow instead Cause my pillow will never lie or be with a stranger in my bed Where's the love I was looking for It's out the door I'm afraid to see you anymore so it's back on the floor Cause those sheets are dirty Woke up this morning alone on the floor Thinking about those clean sheets and the way it was before When I looked in the mirror, I saw your face and thought of the past But now I know how dirty you are, I took my fist and smashed the glass Those sheets are dirty Those sheets are dirty Those sheets are dirty