One for the Angels

I found out you were living happily
With a man you'd only known for like 2 weeks
As I made our bed, thinking heavily
Wondering why you weren't home
Should have at least half expected it
But I fooled around and let it come to this
It seems to me your skin let the wrong one in
I just failed to shake her out
This isn't like me
You can't say the same
God knows you've never slept on a bed you can't break
But you'd never tell from the grin on my face
We're both calling this love
But inside I can't shake that you're lying
Perfectly still
No real person could ever sleep that good in hell
And I'm trying
But doubting you will
A pitch for the angels
And you still couldn't sell
If you ask me why I lie awake