Bury Your Heart - Flyleaf

Gold, gold, bones, bones

Under platinum headstones

Gold, gold, bones, bones

Under platinum headstones

You’re so cold as you sit there alone

Selling your bright ideas

And paying someone to answer your phone

So this is life

Come home to kids and wife

After a day of twisting the knife

'Til you get yours

There’s blood on the tracks again

Do you buy, buy what you’re selling them?

You know it breaks my heart

It breaks my heart

I hate to see you drown in a sea of bills

Where did you bury all that

Precious, precious

Gold, gold, bones, bones

Under platinum headstones

Gold, gold, bones, bones

Under platinum headstones

You build empires, airplanes

And smog coated spires

Up to the last blank page

When the wildfires rage on the hills

Take my hand

Let’s leave this place

Tonight we’ll need our souls

And not that…

Gold, gold, bones, bones

And all that worthless

Gold, gold, bones, bones

And all that useless…

Gold, gold, bones, bones

Under platinum headstones

Gold, gold, bones, bones

And all that worthless

Gold, gold, bones, bones

And all that useless

Gold, gold, bones, bones

Where did you bury your heart