Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby lyrics

Bones bones brittle little bones It's not the milk you seek It's the sun you need And the sleek sleek skeleton I hold Where are the hidden folds? Wheres the meat that you eat? Total void Tells me stories Sometimes they make me sorry I need another I need another Sugar doughnut and muffin baby This world is going crazy I think I'm through listening to you Bones bones brittle little bones It's not the milk you see It's just the sun you need And the sleek sleek skeleton I hold Where are the hidden folds? Where is the meat that you eat? Gonna make some plans Wait and see Turn it off Turn me on Open your eyes Look around you Fuck what you heard You were lied to Sweetheart Sick body part Sick heart Sweet body part Bones bones brittle little bones It's not the milk you seek It's the sun you need And the sleek sleek skeleton I hold Where are the hidden folds? Where's the meat that you eat?