Monstro Elizabeth
This was meant to crumble
Through Boulevard he headed nowhere
Took a chance but stumbled
Through Beuran Ave
He lead them nowhere
But you and I
Still tend to yards of bones
And still they try
To weed our hearts from home
No one caught the numbers
Elizabeth quickly led nowhere
Left with prints of rubber
In record time
Leading them nowhere
But you and I
Still tend to yards of bones
And still they try to weed us from our home
But you and I
Still build around it's bones
And still they try
To pry us from our home
These Bones have made your heart my home
