Bury Your Heart

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 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, did you bury 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... 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 And all that worthless Gold, gold, bones, bones And all that useless Gold, gold, bones, bones Where did you bury your heart?