[00:08.67]Listen up, sweetie, we all know[00:12.96]That you're a beautiful girl in this horrible world[00:17.58]In this suggestion of horror, the portraits on the walls[00:24.42]Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow[00:26.34]Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow me[00:46.92]Out of tune this tale of terror[00:54.87]The solemn tolling of the funeral bells[00:56.01]I want to know what's going on in that pretty little head of yours[01:07.59]Where every day's a Bone Palace Ballet[01:14.73]Biting the flesh from your finger[01:17.91]You know I just can't help myself[01:23.70]I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard[01:28.17]May this light never see morning, as finally one will not[01:34.77]Maybe you're the one that's overrated[01:36.84]Shriek and scream, much too horrified to speak[01:42.60]Out of tune this tale of terror[01:54.60]The solemn tolling of the funeral bells[01:55.65]I want to know what's going on in that pretty little head of yours[02:06.36]Where every day's a Bone Palace Ballet[02:07.41]Every day, [Incomprehensible][02:25.41]This morning I woke up, I rubbed my eyes[02:28.23]And I took a quick glance around the room[02:30.21]And saw what happened here last night[02:35.49]There was blood on the walls[02:37.20]And the sheets smelled like sweat and ***[02:40.29]We have narrowed it down to the butcher knife[02:42.69]And the mockingbird with the blood[02:43.74]Out of tune this tale of terror[02:58.47]The solemn tolling of the funeral bells[03:03.45]I want to know what's going on in that pretty little head of yours[03:09.15]Where every day's a Bone Palace Ballet