Good morning angel,
how did you sleep?
That's wonderful, darling,
I've not been so lucky

I'd bet you didn't know
Weary bones make painful moans
Eyelids are not what they like me to see
And just when I thought they were gone,
I found them inside of me
Those weary bones had bought me a perfect view of my own
Oh no, angel
My ears perceived another moan
And perceived
And perceived
And perceived
They'll never let me sleep
Let me sleep
Let me sleep
Somebody cut these weary bones out of me
Out of me
Out of me