Bones Songtext / Lyric

Someday they'll find your bones
under my bed;
left there for dead though you're not yet.
The window curtains fade; slow like the day.
I hope you'll stay; I hope you'll go away. And it's not your fault it?s a poison well.
But it?s still your fault you keep drinking there. Someday they'll find your heart
under my chair.
I try pretending it?s not there.
Replacing mine with yours is all it?d take
to warm it up so it won?t ache as much.

And it's not your fault it?s a poison well.
But it?s still your fault you keep drinking there.

I thought I had long time ago
buried them deep; buried them low.
But they?re still here and they won?t go
I hear them ache I feel them roll.

Someday they'll find your eyes
under the stove
crying for what they have been shown.
I take what?s left of you now and again
and hold you like I wish you?d held me then.

And it's not your fault it?s a poison well.
But it?s still your fault you keep drinking there.
And it?s not your fault; but it?s still your fault.
And it?s not your fault; but it?s all your fault.