| F | G | D | F | G |
| D | A | D | A | G | D | |
| Lee | and I | had a | beauti | ful bunk | bed |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| Bott | om was | mine to | keep rain | from my | head |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| Yo | ga my | mom | took when | I was | youg |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| She | said she'd | teach me | move when | she got | home * |
| A# | D | |
| I | bounced my | bed |
| A# | D | |
| I | hurt my | head |
| A# | F | |
| I saw | red |
| G | D | F | G | |
| I | thought I'm | dead from | my bunk | bed |
| D | |
| I hate | bunkbeds |
| F | G | D | F | G |
| D | A | D | A | G | D | |
| Wait | ed to | ten for h | er to c | ome on i | n |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| To | show me | how she | learned to | twist her | limbs |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| That's | great, show | me, it | looks like | so much | fun |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| Just | once, oh | please, I'll | sleep when | I am | done |
| A# | D | |
| I | bounced my | bed |
| A# | D | |
| I | hurt my | head |
| A# | F | |
| I saw | red |
| G | D | F | G | |
| I | thought I'm | dead from | my bunk | bed |
| D | |
| I hate | bunkbeds |
| F | G | D | F | G |
| D | A | D | A | G | D | |
| 'm | holdin' my | head fi | nelled | on Lee's | bed * |
| A | D | A | G | D | |
| they | stitched me | up but I | wanted the | top in | stead |
| A# | D | |
| I | bounced my | bed |
| A# | D | |
| I | hurt my | head |
| A# | F | |
| I saw | red |
| G | D | F | G | |
| I | thought I'm | dead from | my bunk | bed |
| D | |
| I hate | bunkbeds |
| D | A# | D | A# | |
| F | G D | F | G (end on G) |
| Hayden's tuned down a full step, but there's really no need for you to |
| do so to play this. |
| There are a few lines (marked *) that I couldn't pick out, sorry. If |
| you're certain of the lyrics, let me know. |