Under Covers

7 p.m., he's late again In the kitchen, mom's just waiting there for him And I pretend I don't know what is coming next I go to my room, shut the door, turn the lights out and lay down in bed Oh, I pull the sheets over my head and think back to when it was different Oh, I pull the sheets over my head, so that I can't hear them Under covers, they don't hate each other And under covers, they're still perfect lovers Under covers, they don't want a different life And under covers, he's her husband, she's his wife Always a reason for yelling and screaming Made me wish that school would last straight through the weekend And I used to think that their love was the kind that would last But I learned when love gets so broken, it's hard to remember the past Oh, I pull the sheets over my head and imagine them in love again Oh, I pull the sheets over my head, so that I can't hear them Under covers, they don't hate each other And under covers, they're still perfect lovers Under covers, they don't want a different life And under covers, he's her husband, she's his wife Oh, I pull the sheets over my head and imagine them in love again Oh, I pull the sheets over my head, so that I can't hear them Under covers, they don't hate each other And under covers, they're still perfect lovers Under covers, they don't want a different life And under covers, he's her husband, she's his wife, oh (Under covers)