These Bones Dashboard Confessional

Lay my bones at the feet of the ministry
I need the guilt and the company
I need the chance to be judged
And then long forgotten

Lately I just can't shake it
I count the days in seconds and minutes
Hours and hours are subtle
As shards of glass in the skin

So lay with me
I could use the company
You could help me ease

These bones are like maps and keys
Where they took their hits
And they felt those teeth
There's a story hidden underneath
If you dig in deep, will you find relief?

For these bones shudder all night long
The hammer drops another scar
For these bones but I know
They're only my second home

Naked and under the cover of night
It's just a matter of time 'til I'm
Counted and measured and filed
And then long forgotten