The Bed We Made

[Verse 1: Faith Hill] The dishes are clean in the kitchen There ain't no dirt on the floor The laundry's all done washing There ain't no honey do list no more The sugar bowl is off in the sugar The car has been washed and waxed The roses have all been watered It's damn near perfect on the colder sad song [Chorus: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill] Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made [Verse 2: Faith Hill] I'm talking candlewax on the dresser Half spilled empty bottle of wine A trail of clothes down the hallway Pick it up tomorrow, but baby, tonight... [Chorus: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill] Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made [Bridge: Faith Hill] So you go and pull back the covers I'll go and pull down the shades [Chorus: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill] Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made [Outro: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill] Let's go make, let's go make, make a mess of the bed Make a mess of the bed we made Let's go make, let's go make, make a mess of the bed Make a mess of the bed we made