Bones

Bones (bones) (bones) 
Bones (bones) (bones) 
Bones (bones) (bones) 
Bones (bones) (bones) 

They 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 (would break) 
See my own reflection 
On your tongue 
From this kiss there is nowhere to run 
To run to run to run 

Chorus 
Bones 
The boys are probably 
Way to tough to get hurt 
Bones 
Now we all cry 
Like 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 skies 
You were gonna hurt me 
So bad tonight 
From this kiss there is nowhere to hide 
To hide to hide to hide 

Chorus 
(Little girls) 
Bones (bones) 
Under your bed 
Under your bed 
Then the boys get rest 
You were gonna hurt me 
You were gonna hurt me so bad 

Bones (bones) 
The boys are probably 
Way too tough to get hurt 
Bones (bones) 
The boys are probably 
Way too tough to get hurt 
Tough to hurt 
Bones (bones) 
Now we all cry like little girls 
Like little girls 

Bones (bones) (bones) 
Bones (bones) (bones) 
Bones 
Bones (bones)