N-Jazz - Your bed is my bed

Your bed is my bed, trip on your pride.
I'll catch you every time you slide.
If you fall again, come dance instead.
Every mistake that you regret, yeah.
You swear I'm done this time,
And you're spinning in my heart.
Bare feet on crooked tile, turning damage into a wall.
You say I'm too much, then pull me by the shirt.
If loving you is the problem, I'll learn to love the hurt.
I'll hold the ways you try to hide, stay right here,
Right by your side.
When you don't know where to go, come lay it down.