Bones Lyrics - Singles - The Tiger Lillies

She sits in the sunlight each morning 

And waits for her memory to fade 

If she tells you she's got a messiah 

It's one that she's already made 

She's no longer taking shortcuts 

In her village of Rome and nobody's home 

By the time that the summer is over 

She's nowhere to be seen 

She smiles and looks slightly frightened 

As you walk past she wants to cry 

The daffodils bloom in the garden 

Her head is buttered and fried 

On a good day the great was seen clearly 

On a bad she's hardly aware 

And waits for the reaper to bear 

Her doormat is left propped up 

Since Wednesday when they came to clean 

Her apartment has been re-vacated 

Perhaps she is now in a home 

Or perhaps she is just bone 

Or perhaps she is just bone 

Or perhaps she is just bone 

Just bone, just bone 

Just bone, just bone