Of Mice & Men Bones ExposedWatch at the source

It's like loving a lion that cannot be tamed, I snap at the thought or the sound of your name. Pulling teeth from my stomach, you've been eaten alive. My blood fills your lungs, my soul, your inside.

My feet they stand on ashes, from the fires that you've made. Burning bridges, just to save your face.

If I say I wouldn't be hostile, could you say you would do the same? If we're all made just a little bit broken, tell me who is to blame?