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