I heard you been creeping round
'Bout the time that sun goes down
You been talking in your sleep andAnd it's been going on for weeks
And I been solving puzzle pieces
High time to come to JesusYou got skeletons in your closet
It's written all over your face
Every little lie stacked so high
Can't keep your story straightI don't know
How they got there, it's getting under my skin
Got skeletons in your closet
And I got bones to pick with them, oh
I was born in the morning
But I wasn't born yesterday
Deep into your inventory's
Gonna send me to an early graveYou got skeletons in your closet
It's written all over your face
Every little lie stacked so high
Can't keep your story straightI don't know
How they got there, it's getting under my skin
Got skeletons in your closet
And I got bones to pick with themYeah, you got skeletons in your closet
It's written all over your face
Every little lie stacked so high
Can't keep your story straight
I don't know
How they got there, it's getting under my skin
Got skeletons in your closet
And I got bones to pick with
Bones to pick with
Bones to pick with them, hey
