Under Covers

7 pm
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
Under covers they're still perfect lovers
Under covers they don't want a different life
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
Under covers they're still perfect lovers
Under covers they don't want a different life
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
Under covers they're still perfect lovers
Under covers they don't want a different life
Under covers he's her husband she's his wife