BONES- From the album “NEAT”

All those words that you said to me ricocheting through my head,

I think of bones, I drink alone, I sleep alone and I dream alone.

Blood won’t flow, flesh don’t grow, I think of Bones.

She asked me if I had an alternative, would I sleep with her if she did.

That thought within my mind to the polar other.

I think of bones, I drink alone, I sleep alone and I dream alone.

Blood won’t flow, flesh don’t grow, I think of Bones.

The sun never sets on a room full of regret, she said she leave but she hasn’t left yet, I think of bones.

I think of bones, I drink alone, I sleep alone and I dream alone.

Blood won’t flow, flesh don’t grow, I think of Bones.

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