Under Covers

7 p.m., 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
 And under covers, they're still perfect lovers
 Under covers, they don't want a different life
 And 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
 And under covers, they're still perfect lovers
 Under covers, they don't want a different life
 And 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
 And under covers, they're still perfect lovers
 Under covers, they don't want a different life
 And under covers, he's her husband, she's his wife, oh
 (Under covers)