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These Lovesick Bones Video (MV)




Performed By: WOAHGETTER
Language: English
Length: 4:34
Written by: Mark Cann




WOAHGETTER - These Lovesick Bones Lyrics
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The day before day one
A bell unrung
Can't drown out the ten a penny sounds
Provincial solitude
Quite unmoved
And far too tired to want to cast about
For one who won't get riled by the black marks on my file
Virtue returned on a stolen receipt
The kind of lifeline it would take a palmist to see
A rumoured break in at the charnel home
But hell's best hound would not sniff out
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
A wet lipped rendezvous
Noise ensues
And then you laid my skinny body down
A war-torn party dress
We both confess
Good job your mothers not around
Tenderness appalled by the violence of it all
Fevvered the storm like you were chosen for me
By the kind of madness it would take an exorcist to see
You the yo-yo patient
Me the mental home
Begs you flee rather than see
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
Dour demeanours slip
A pure pleasure trip
The best stretch yet, measured out in wow
The voice of reason broke
She still says no
You just can't shake the obligatory doubt
Her Mr treads the ground
This idyll still confounds
But should a day come when you are stolen from me
By the kind of rival it would take a microscope to see
They'll find me stood outside your funeral home
Engulfed in grief
Embracing death
Using my own teeth to tear the flesh
From these lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
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The day before day one
A bell unrung
Can't drown out the ten a penny sounds
Provincial solitude
Quite unmoved
And far too tired to want to cast about
For one who won't get riled by the black marks on my file
Virtue returned on a stolen receipt
The kind of lifeline it would take a palmist to see
A rumoured break in at the charnel home
But hell's best hound would not sniff out
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
A wet lipped rendezvous
Noise ensues
And then you laid my skinny body down
A war-torn party dress
We both confess
Good job your mothers not around
Tenderness appalled by the violence of it all
Fevvered the storm like you were chosen for me
By the kind of madness it would take an exorcist to see
You the yo-yo patient
Me the mental home
Begs you flee rather than see
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
Dour demeanours slip
A pure pleasure trip
The best stretch yet, measured out in wow
The voice of reason broke
She still says no
You just can't shake the obligatory doubt
Her Mr treads the ground
This idyll still confounds
But should a day come when you are stolen from me
By the kind of rival it would take a microscope to see
They'll find me stood outside your funeral home
Engulfed in grief
Embracing death
Using my own teeth to tear the flesh
From these lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
These lovesick bones
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Writer: Mark Cann
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