Letras:Blu Cantrell. Bittersweet. Sleep In The Middle.

Bad ass decisions made from a fear of being alone, all by myself again
Sitting in the den and lookin' at the phone as if it owes, owes me a favor
As I reverse my earlier making of a king sized bed
And as a queen without a king, now I realize

I'd rather sleep in the middle, middle of my bed
Alone and not hurting over you
That's better than sleeping on the side, crying at night
Silently watching you sleep
I'd rather sleep in the middle

Now you think I'm jealous of her
But she's probably jealous of me because I'm free, I am free of you
I know you're crazy about her
And you'll continue to be until she falls deep in love with you

'Cause it pleases you to love someone who don't love you
It's the getting, not the having that pleases you

I'd rather sleep in the middle, middle of my bed
Alone and not hurting over you
That's better than sleeping on the side crying at night
Silently watching you sleep
I'd rather sleep in the middle

'Cause it pleases you to love someone who don't love you
It's the getting, not the having that pleases, you

I'd rather sleep in the middle
Middle of my bed
Alone and not hurting over you
That's better than sleeping on the side crying at night
Silently watching you sleep
I'd rather sleep in the middle
I'd rather sleep in the middle
I'd rather sleep in the middle
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