Oh for the skin and the bone
Baby I've been winding the clocks back for some time, and now I'm gonna go
Oh for the skin and the bone
Oh for this love that you wrote
Baby you've been talking to Jesus, and God, I don't wanna know
Oh for the skin and the bone
And it wasn't even like I was phased by death
Until I followed the procession home
Because days have a way of just flashing by
If you spend forever in your homes
Where for lovers or losers it's really no use
'Cause in the end you die alone
Oh for the skin and the bone...