Blood and Bones

I had a lot of friends 'til I drove them 'round the bend
And then they left me all alone, and so I roam around the globe
In search of new shiny buddies, to share with them my worries
And my joys and my toys and my secret jars of poison

I searched up high, I searched down low
No matter where I look, no friends began to show
And so I made a list of killers, and wrote them all letters
Asking lots of friendly questions with all the best intent, they told me

Don't ask your questions to the wall (don't ask the wall)
They keep their secrets locked inside (locked inside)
If blood and bones are what you want (are what you want)
I suggest that you look behind you

I keep each letter in a box under my bed
Really rocks 'cause when I'm sad I just read all of them again
I sent them drawings done in crayon, and plans for domination
Even cute little collages of their exploits from the papers

And when they get out, we will be friends
Bestest buddies until the end
We'll go on picnics, with long pork sammies
But I keep thinking 'bout what, what they told me

Don't ask your questions to the wall (don't ask the wall)
They keep their secrets locked inside (locked inside)
If blood and bones are what you want (are what you want)
I suggest that you look behind you

Don't ask your questions to the wall (don't ask the wall)
They keep their secrets locked inside (locked inside)
If blood and bones are what you want (are what you want)
I suggest that you look behind you

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