Well I watched your black tied family 

Rise up from graves near cemeteries

That I have not been to since you goodbye

And I drank another simile 

And compared your Jesus to a thief

He took my bones and turned them into bread.

Cause I can feel your pain, in my bones, in my bones.

I was scared to call your mother 

For news that you weren't getting better

Well my God, what the hell am I supposed to do?

And I ran off and ran on to something 

That I swore was everything but beautiful

I only say that word for you

Cause I can feel your pain, in my bones, in my bones. 

And I can feel your pain, deep in my bones, deep in my bones.

And hallelujah to the one in our bones

And hallelujah to the one that we love