Bone Eater
I'd give anything to go back
To that night and walk on home
But if anything you were meant
To drain the marrow from my bones
And the truth is
I never could escape you
In the end
I'm sure you would have liked
To bust the lights out on my street
But if anything I was meant
To light a fire at your feet
Send me roses
For mourning the loss of
My dearest friend
If anything you could have tore my skin
You wore it through
If anything you could have just
Told the fucking truth
If anything, anything, anything
It was up to you
I'd give anything to rub the lines
Your palm left from my jaw
But if anything I never
Could have crossed this karmic law
And as the bricks fell
From the tower
Well I wondered
Could this be it?
I bet you would have liked
To hold my breath and shattered teeth
But if anything I was meant
To light this fire at your feet
And watch it burn you
Sick and sorry
Bone eating
Sack of shit
If anything you could have tore my skin
You wore it through
If anything you could have just
Told the fucking truth
If anything, anything, anything
It was up to you
Anything you said
Anything I was told
Any card you play
And the creases that I fold
Oh anything, anything, anything, anything
Oh
To that night and walk on home
But if anything you were meant
To drain the marrow from my bones
And the truth is
I never could escape you
In the end
I'm sure you would have liked
To bust the lights out on my street
But if anything I was meant
To light a fire at your feet
Send me roses
For mourning the loss of
My dearest friend
If anything you could have tore my skin
You wore it through
If anything you could have just
Told the fucking truth
If anything, anything, anything
It was up to you
I'd give anything to rub the lines
Your palm left from my jaw
But if anything I never
Could have crossed this karmic law
And as the bricks fell
From the tower
Well I wondered
Could this be it?
I bet you would have liked
To hold my breath and shattered teeth
But if anything I was meant
To light this fire at your feet
And watch it burn you
Sick and sorry
Bone eating
Sack of shit
If anything you could have tore my skin
You wore it through
If anything you could have just
Told the fucking truth
If anything, anything, anything
It was up to you
Anything you said
Anything I was told
Any card you play
And the creases that I fold
Oh anything, anything, anything, anything
Oh
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Writer(s): Fred Kenyon
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