In my bed

 
I have a woman in my bed
I don’t know what I have said
 
For her to turn away her head
And show me her back instead  
 
I don’t know if she is dead
Or she wants to tear me to shred
 
I believe we might have been wed
No idea where our love had fled
 
I remember nights we had spent
In each other’s arms bodies held  
 
I remember blue eyes a redhead
I called her a lover and a friend
 
I remember we used to spread
legs in between we gently tread  
 
I remember our lusting heads
Tongues licking until we bled
 
Now all she wants is to behead  
The rest of our lives to drop dead  
 
I don’t know what to foresee ahead  
More sorrow and loneliness I dread  
 
How do I make her comprehend  
I want to fuck her again in my bed