Song Description

Silly, Billy.

Lyrics

Here comes the bucket now
Hot acid on your head
There goes your fingernails
There goes your bloody flesh
Your bones. . .
Your story in a book
Your ripping pages out
You tear up paragraphs
A single word is left
Your bones. . .

(Chorus)
Your bones your bones
It's all you own
Your only home
Your bones your bones
Your on the phone
Your mom says son
You're all alone
Your bones your bones
They're not on loan
They're yours forever
Wherever you roam

Here comes your girlfriend now
You were so passionate
She says can we be friends
You never hear from her again
Your bones. . .
One drink will pick you up
One more for time to think
Three more and your a mess
Can't walk your crying on the phone
Your bones. . .

(Chorus)