Lyrics Pick The Bones Clean - Howlite

Tiptoe tiny temper tantrums
Trust me with this tiny mantra
Hide until they are inside
Hide until they have all died
Quickly lover under cover
Close the door, we're on the other side
Of the heartbreak now

Have you not eaten?
There's ash in your bed
From all the cigarettes
We've been smoking instead
And as one burns down
Another's begun
I could kill myself slowly
But not all at once

And you're hungry for me
When you've taken your feed
Pick the bones clean

Whisper wilting woman weeping
Wait until they all are sleeping
Lie sometimes to pass the time
Lie to me I don't mind
Quickly lover find some other
Hole to fill its only for a night
Open wide

Have you not eaten?
There's wolves at the door
And I offer them all of me
But still they want more
And the look in your eyes
Says you've never been fed
Why would you kill yourself, dear?
When you could kill me instead

And you're hungry for me
When you've taken your feed
Pick the bones clean

Pick the bones and cut the strings
I always did like burning things
Drink the blood and cut the wings
I always did like burning things
I always did like ...

And you're hungry for me
When you've taken your feed
Pick the bones clean