Skeletal History Lyrics - Mark Lanegan

Ohhh, an artery is not a vein 

No history can tell 

My skeleton won't tell 

Why some like moths draw 

To a surgeon's drill 

And blood shot hits to marrow 

The snake's eating through her clothes and 

Her charms that won me over 

DeGama breached this lofty reach 

Balboa left his bones upon the beach 

Left there to bleach 

Rose breaks in my fingers 

Pullin' nickels through the stem too much has took a toll 

Smoke crawls low along the ceilings 

And all is quiet 

But I keep listening 

Come to kill me 

Oh, she just left, you missed her 

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Go on home, the sex theater is closed 

Cracked mouth too dry to drink 

At least the sand is cold 

Wish the sea would drown the freeway 

Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder 

They can't walk with fallen soldiers 

Used by cops who fucked inside abandoned boarding houses 

Go on fast before the beast catches the bastard 

Draggin' the chain down, down, down 

Who'll say it 

Tell me 

No one else is here, come on 

Nothin' to believe is to be blissed, come on 

Who's layin' low, you said 

Whether veins, the bones to be 

Good or bad, the death of me 

Just make it quietly 

Oh, who knows my sister 

Photos 

Can't anyone admit the fact that they infected her 

She said the sun was gonna burn and blister 

My blood 

God speed 

God 

Love her 

Farewell, honey 

Yeah 

No morning sun'll move her 

No help in amen or hallelujah 

Prayers are for the dead left over 

The breach never to reach that sandy beach 

Poor baby girl's gone under 

To each their own grave buried in 

Underneath abandoned boarding houses 

Sidewalks and streets 

Sidewalks and streets 

Though my skeleton won't tell 

Some could see 

Why moths draw to surgeon's drills 

And blood shots 

Hit the marrow