Old Bone

The ferns are greedy

They all want something from me

These trees are dirty

Want me to have a baby

Her kids are lonely

They all want something from me

Their eyes are beady

Their stares they pierce right through me

But I don't have anything left to give

I'm like an old bone in the back of the fridge

And I could ask for what I want

So you could tell me what you need

But there's no use trying anymore

I'm an old bone in the back of the fridge

But I've got no home if it's not with you

Your friends are greedy

They all want something from me

These sheets are dirty

Want me to have a baby

Her kids are lonely

They all want something from me

Their eyes are beady

Their stares they pierce right through me

But I don't have anything left to give

I'm like an old bone in the back of the fridge

And I could ask for what I want

So you could tell me what you need

But there's no use trying anymore

I'm an old bone in the back of the fridge

And I've got no home if it's not with you