Chicken Bones

Never really gets it cos he's always on his own

Never really gets it because, ooh, you never loved him

Better write a letter cos he's always on the phone

Better write a letter cos, ooh, you never loved him enough

You never loved him enough

never loved him enough

never loved him enough

He knows that he's pathetic as he stares out the window

Not peripatetic, he doesn't move a muscle

Juggle with semantics as you're telling him real slow

He never really got it cos you never gave him enough

never given him enough

never given him enough

never given him enough

There's no fun in walking wounded, he's never run

He wears a pained expression as he's takin' off your clothes

It's only an impression of how you should have loved him

Step into the gutter 'cos you find him so shallow

He was the main attraction but turned out too yellow

This wouldn't be the lyrics if this was an "A" song

You never will forget it 'cos, ooh, you never loved him enough

Girl you never loved him enough

never loved him enough

(Love's a shame, it's cold and made of chicken bones)

never loved him enough

never loved him enough

(And I would give it all to see them fry)

never loved him enough

never loved him enough

(I'd like to say we're on our way to watch you go)

never loved him enough

never loved him enough

(But I would give the world to see your smile)

never loved him enough