That strolled into my life
And helped himself to anything
Things your eyes were saying
To the falling of the sky
Now don't you go thinking
That you got a piece of me
That you were all wrong for me
This bed wont seem so big
And my arms wont seem so free
For whatever comes my way
The way you wrapped your finger
And kept it from breaking
Of the shattering of everything
For the sins you cast my way
And everything will change
That you got a piece of me
You were all wrong for me
This bed has gotten smaller
And my arms they are free