Bury Your Heart
Gold, gold, bones, bonesUnder platinum headstonesGold, gold, bones, bonesUnder platinum headstones
You're so cold as you sit there aloneSelling your bright ideasAnd paying someone to answer your phoneSo this is life,Come home to kids and wifeAfter a day of twisting the knife'Til you get yours
There's blood on the tracks again.Do you buy, buy what you're selling them?
You know it breaks my heartIt breaks my heartI hate to see you drown in a sea of billsWhere did you bury all thatPrecious, precious
Gold, gold, bones, bonesUnder platinum headstonesGold, gold, bones, bonesUnder platinum headstones
You build empires, airplanesAnd smog coated spiresUp to the last blank pageWhen the wildfires rage on the hills
There's blood on the tracks again.Do you buy, buy what you're selling them?
You know it breaks my heartIt breaks my heartI hate to see you drown in a sea of billsWhere did you bury, did you bury
Take my handLet's leave this placeTonight we'll need our soulsAnd not that...
Gold, gold, bones, bonesAnd all that worthlessGold, gold, bones, bonesAnd all that useless...
There's blood on the tracks again.Do you buy, buy what you're selling them?
You know it breaks my heartIt breaks my heartI hate to see you drown in a sea of billsWhere did you bury all thatPrecious, precious...
Gold, gold, bones, bonesUnder platinum headstonesGold, gold, bones, bonesAnd all that worthless
Gold, gold, bones, bonesAnd all that uselessGold, gold, bones, bonesWhere did you bury your heart?