Bones

Bones, bones

Bones, bonesThey talked about you

Like you were a piece of cake

One that tasted just like a sugar snowflake

(They would beg for their lives)Still all their parts would break

See my own reflection

On your tongue

From this kiss there is nowhere to run

To run, to run, to runBones

The boys are probably

Way too tough to get hurtBones

Now we all cry like little girls

(Little girls)So, now I guess it's my turn to get butterflies

When you smile but unlike them I will realize

(It's better when you're at the graveyard)

With mirrors in the skiesYou were gonna hurt me

So bad tonight

From this kiss there is nowhere to hide

To hide, to hide, to hideBones

The boys are probably

Way too tough to get hurtBones

(Bones)

Now we all cry like little girls

(Little girls)Bones

Under your bed

(Bones)

Under your bed

Then, the boys get restYou were gonna hurt me

You were gonna hurt me so badBones

The boys are probably

Way too tough to get hurtBones

The boys are probably

Way too tough to get hurt

(Tough to get hurt)Bones

(Bones)

Now we all cry like little girls

(Little girls)Bones

(Bones)

Bones

(Bones)Bones

Bones