Another morning, another week
Another year comes and goes
If you see her easy smile
All her practice was worth the while
She's just pretty bones
A flower crown on a broken skull
Empty ribs where a heart should go
Frail like her ancient soul
Pretty bones
Pretty bones
Pretty bones
There was a light once in her eyes
It's been a while since it died
No one noticed, no one asked and
She's not the type to make them feel bad
She's just pretty bones
A flower crown on a broken skull
Empty ribs where a heart should go
Frail like her ancient soul
Pretty bones
Pretty bones
Pretty bones
People can say the most hurtful things
But that doesn't matter
'cause she doesn't feel
Anything
At all
No, at all
She's just pretty bones
A flower crown on a broken skull
Empty ribs where a heart should go
Frail like her ancient soul
Pretty bones
Pretty bones
Pretty, pretty
Bones