Bury Me
Don't lean on me
Cause these bones are weak
They're held up by friction and force
And I'm not sure its in me to be so mean
Can people change
In any meaningful way?
We cover up, we renovate
Can you really fool the world with a fresh coat of paint
Save me, I am a little lost
A real head case
Why don't you box me up?
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
So save me, I got nobody else
A real psycho, but I could use some help
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
You can tell the world that you did your part
I love that music saved you and
Lord knows it's saved me too
But songs never love you back
And you never know the person preaching to you
You can't believe
What you hear and see
History is calling me but
I was up all night and I just want to sleep
Save me, I am a little lost
A real head case
Why don't you box me up?
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
So save me, I got nobody else
A real psycho, but I could use some help
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
You can tell the world that you did your part
Guilty by association
I gotta work real hard to change some minds
I want your respect but not your praise
Don't think of me on your dying day
So save me I am a little lost
A real head case
Why don't you box me up?
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
So save me, I got nobody else
A real psycho, but I could use some help
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
You can tell the world that you did your part
Cause these bones are weak
They're held up by friction and force
And I'm not sure its in me to be so mean
Can people change
In any meaningful way?
We cover up, we renovate
Can you really fool the world with a fresh coat of paint
Save me, I am a little lost
A real head case
Why don't you box me up?
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
So save me, I got nobody else
A real psycho, but I could use some help
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
You can tell the world that you did your part
I love that music saved you and
Lord knows it's saved me too
But songs never love you back
And you never know the person preaching to you
You can't believe
What you hear and see
History is calling me but
I was up all night and I just want to sleep
Save me, I am a little lost
A real head case
Why don't you box me up?
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
So save me, I got nobody else
A real psycho, but I could use some help
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
You can tell the world that you did your part
Guilty by association
I gotta work real hard to change some minds
I want your respect but not your praise
Don't think of me on your dying day
So save me I am a little lost
A real head case
Why don't you box me up?
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
So save me, I got nobody else
A real psycho, but I could use some help
You can b-b-b-bury me in the backyard
You can tell the world that you did your part
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Richard Moss, Mark Patrick O'shea, Jay Maree O'shea
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