Bedrooms Video (MV)

The bedrooms are full on Sunday
Of every kind of person wondering why love goes away
And it's me
Yeah it's you
Will I change from money
Oh God, give me the opportunity to see
Sometimes the simplest thing can make living seem worth the fight
Like a woman keeping her hair long, long after it's grown white
The bedrooms are full on Sunday
Of stars lip-syncing songs but at least they're getting paid
Oh tenderness, sweet virtue
Lay beside me undefended I won't hurt you
Cause I warned you your sharp tongue would only lose me
It's not that I'm spineless it's just the few things I believe
That love isn't instinct
God isn't angry
And the woman I love shouldn't abuse her power to break me
The bedrooms are full on Sunday
No one's getting off
But at least we're getting laid
And what's the point to all your little girl dreams
If the man you love becomes the end to your means
So count me out for the long run, honey
I just threw up in my mouth a little
But hey you needed a little fun
Will I run from commitment cause love is never as good as when it's just begun?
Do I forgive my parents for walking cause I love them?
Or because it's my duty as a son?
The bedrooms are full on Sunday
Of every kind of lover wondering what they gave away
And it's me
And it's you
It's me
Yeah, it's you
It's me
Yeah, it's you