Clean Sheets

Clean sheets mean a lot, To a man who sleeps on the floor. Well I wanted your love, On the shelf or the dresser drawer. You tucked me in, Stopped my tossing and turning. But I turned back the covers, And saw your sheets are dirty. You know you'll never come clean, You know it's true. Those sheets are dirty, And so are you. What I saw in the bed, For a guy who sleeps on the floor. Was enough to perpetuate, All the lies I heard before. But I want to hold you, Got to hold my pillow instead. Cause my pillow would never lie, Or be with a stranger in my bed. You know you'll never come clean, You know it's true. Those sheets are dirty, And so are you. Those sheets are dirty. Those sheets are dirty.