Well I watched a black tied family
Rise up from graves near cemeteries
That I have not been to since your goodbye

And I drink another simile
And compared your Jesus to a thief
And he took my bones and he 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
My God, just 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 Hal-hallelujah to the one in our bones
And Hal-hallelujah to the one who we love
(humming)