Coming in the day
Tell me I'm in trouble
Don't know what to say
Thoughts are on a double
Baby it's allright
Answering the god
And I don't even mind
That you want to pull my head
You're gonna pick my bones again 
Coming in the night
Tell me you're in trouble
Could've been a fight
Now I'm running double
Baby it's allright
Honey I'm imploding
I don't even mind
That you wanna pull my head
Now that I'm finally dead
You come and pick my bones again
I don't even mind
That you wanna pull my head
Now that I'm finally dead
You come to pick my bones again
Now that I'm finally dead
You come to pick my bones again
Baby don't worry
I know you're sorry
Didn't you know this I'm not your opus
Baby don't worry
I know you're sorry
Didn't you know this I'm not your opus
Baby don't worry
I know you're sorry
Didn't you know this I'm not your opus