Everyone has stories
They bore me (they bore me)
The ends are feeling nervous
Their stories, they bore me
Everyone's got
Skeletons in their closet
Don't ask me
Where they got it
You should've told the truth a long time ago
Liar, Liar! (I told you so)
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Tell me another story
Digging up the corpses
That haunt you, that haunt you
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Tell me another story
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Corpses, corpses (once again)
Corpses... digging... up the... corpses... once again
Back to another story
That haunts me (that haunts me)
Somone sheared the wolf from the story
That haunts you (that haunts you)
Everyone's got
Skeletons in their closet
Don't ask me
Where they got it
You should've told the truth a long time ago
Liar, Liar! (I told you so)
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Tell me another story
Digging up the corpses
That haunt you, that haunt you
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Tell me another story
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Corpses, corpses (once again)
Corpses... digging... up the... corpses... once again
Digging (digging, digging, digging)
Up the (up the, up the, up the)
Corpses (corpses, corpses, corpses)
I should have never let you in
Your soul is full of sin
Now your starting to begin
Digging up the corpses again
Your stories (bore me)
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Tell me another story
Digging up the corpses
That haunt you, that haunt you
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Tell me another story
Digging up the corpses (once again)
Corpses, corpses (once again)
Digging... up the... corpses... corpses... once again
