These Bones

These bones have left you nothing
 nothing to hold onto
 These bones have left, and no one is left to care about you
 They'll always kick you when you're down
 down without a clue
 They know just when you're feeling weak
 and they'll rip right through you
 These bones have left you (these bones)
 and your blood runs cold (blood runs cold)
 These bones have left you (these bones)
 with no one to hold (no one to hold)
 These bones have left you nothing
 nothing to go home to
 These bones have left, and no one is left to care about you
 They know the places you'll be found
 and where you've been refused
 Where your voice in the dark's the only friend you know
 and they'll leave you beaten and bruised
 These bones have left you (these bones)
 and your blood runs cold (blood runs cold)
 These bones have left you (these bones)
 with no one to hold (no one to hold)