[Verse 1]
You are Sanskrit on my skin
Peel me open 'til I am nothing but a whisper
Name yourself sinner, I only play for pennies
And I don't play for sinners, I play for sadness
I play for dead things

[Chorus]
Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile and vacant
Sarasvati sung me to sleep
I rested my head against her knee
And the music I like goes up and down
Like bobbing bodies in the riverbed

[Verse 2]
And they say
"Mary, why are your songs so sad?
Look at the luck and fortune you've had
Why do you cry at night?"

[Chorus]
Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile and vacant
[Bridge]
You can take my body and tongue and organs
Whisper into my skin like death does
All red and rosy and stuff
I want every piece of me to crash into every piece of you
I swear to God that's how they make stars
I'm not whole

[Chorus]
Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile and vacant
Oh