Testo Bones

I feel the bones of how we used to be
They crowd the space between us and our sheets
I wanna scream when you don’t look at me
Like you did
Oh, back then

I wanna know what’s wrong
With all of the ways I am I’m trying to be someone
That you could love and understand
But I know that I’m not
I’m not, I’m not
I’m not

You make me feel like I am whole again
But I think your heart could use a tourniquet
I flush you out and patch you up again
Far too much to call it love

I wanna know what’s wrong
With all of the ways I am
I’m trying to be someone
That you could love and understand But I know that I’m not
I’m not, I’m not
I’m not, I’m not
I’m not, I’m not
I’m not