Bones Of You

Used to say you'd be the death of me
Back then I meant it in a different way
Rolled my eyes, but had a grin on my face
Playground turned into cemetery
But I didn't notice 'til it was too late
Holding roses, you were holding a blade

Wish I could say that this didn't even really hurt
Wish I could say that you didn't leave me in the dirt
But we both know that I'm no good at lying
Maybe one day you'll look back and realize what you left
Maybe one day I'll get back the rhythm in my chest
But until then it feels like I am dying

'Cause I'd spend my whole day
Digging my own grave
If it meant I'd get to lay there with you
But now your body's cold
And our love has decomposed
What do I do with the bones of you?

Used to feel you all over me
Like butterflies in my bloodstream
Now parasites are picking at me
Looks like you've both got a lot in common
Only using me for what you wanted
Then moving on the moment you got it, no
Left me hollow

'Cause I'd spend my whole day
Digging my own grave
If it meant I'd get to lay there with you
But now your body's cold
And our love has decomposed
What do I do with the bones of you?

Your world keeps turning
Mine is spiraling
I can't scrub your touch off of my skin
One step forward
Ten more back again
Wish I would have never let you in
The high of you wasn't worth coming down
My heart is buried six feet in the ground
Guess I'm gonna need a shovel now
Guess I'm gonna need a shovel now

'Cause I'd spend my whole day
Digging my own grave
If it meant I'd get to lay there with you
But now your body's cold
And our love has decomposed
What do I do with the bones of you?

Wish I could say that this didn't even really hurt
Wish I could say that you didn't leave me in the dirt
What do I do with the bones of you?
(What do I do with the bones of you?)
Maybe one day you'll look back and realize what you left
Maybe one day I'll get back the rhythm in my chest
What do I do with the bones of you?
(What do I do with the bones of you?)