I See you wondering about things lately,
Seems like the things are on for changing,
And while the world seems it's gone crazy,
All the things you got, ain't gonna do.
To the bone, to the bone, to the bone
And it cuts me like a knife,
But I think we'll be just fine
To the bone, to the bone, to the bone
I think we better up an leave
All the stupid things that we were chasing
Don't count to none if Aint got you,
And while the game we play,
And way the games we win are killing us,
There's nothing here for me but you.
To the bone,
And it cuts me like a knife,
But I think we'll be just fine
To the bone,
Now we just gotta up and leave
Oh, will you trade my love for something shiny and new,
Oh, we are more than just me and you,
More than me and you...
