You're stretched out at the head of the table Ate the feast and drank all the wine I took your curses 'til I was not able Can't hate you but I mind Because I have to ask why So full of grace from which to fall Further still This is the sound of bone on bone Through teeth like knives Oh give us a kiss It's hostile ground for hope Fallin' on hard times Too much to risk Breath of heaven or someone dying Sons of the earth or thorn in the side I must confess I never saw it coming Little fox among the vines Just brave enough to hide This is the sound of bone on bone Through teeth like knives Oh give us a kiss It's hostile ground for hope Fallin' on hard times Too much to risk Once beloved, twice grown cold 30 pieces of fool's gold For this Et tu bruté What have you done? A pound of flesh and all this blood For this ♪ So full of grace from which to fall Further still This is the sound of bone on bone Through teeth like knives Oh give us a kiss It's hostile ground for hope Fallin' on hard times It's too much to risk Too much to risk Too much to risk It's too much to risk