She wakes up to the sound of movement in the night
She hears your deep sighs and heart's pound
As she rolls over to see your closed eyes, she feels a small tender bite

She doesn't move, doesn't go to scratch her leg
She just thinks about the promise, the boy beside her
And repeats to herself "It will go away"

All over herself she feels the sting of tiny mouths
She clenches her jaw, holds her hands tight
And fights the urge of making a painful sound

She promised you before you went to sleep that night
Even if it hurts her, she would do anything for you
And she said "Sleep tight, I won't let the bed bugs bite"

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