Good Bandits - Broken Bones

Dead sticks and broken bones
Lights on but no one's home
I know, you flat out told me
Why you
Took a stick and drew a line
I'll come back another time
About a week, and then it hit me
Why you
Said hello, I've gotta go

So what's it gonna be?
I'm not a man of mystery
I won't lie, I find it boring
When I listen up, you tell me
I listen up you tell me off

Some days I look at you
I can't see so I think it through
When I think, I think a lot of
Why you
Dug a hole for my bones
Found a place where no one knows
I'm not dead, well not really
Why'd you say hello?

So what's it gonna be?
I'm not a man of mystery
I won't lie, I find it boring
When I listen up, you tell me
I listen up you tell me off

Dead sticks and broken bones
Dead sticks and broken bones
Dead sticks and broken bones
Dead sticks and broken bones

So what's it gonna be?
I'm not a man of mystery
I won't lie, I find it boring
When I listen up, you tell me
I listen up, you tell me
I listen up, you tell me
I listen up, you tell me off

Written by:
Mitchell Wiebe

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