Steven A. Jent

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Bone Dry

Promises you made.

Then you left me betrayed.

You should have known.

But now you can't hide

The way you feel inside:

Dry as a bone.

 

Bone dry. Bone dry.

Haven't you longed to know why?

Don't lie. Don't lie.

Couldn't you feel your soul die?

 

After the game's done,

What do you think you've won

When you're alone?

Do you still feel smart,

Knowing it's left your heart

Dry as a bone?

 

Bone dry. Bone dry.

How could the price be so high?

Don't cry. Don't cry.

Even the worst will go by.

 

 



All words and music copyright 19752018 Steven A. Jent