I heard you been creeping round
'Bout the time that sun goes down
You been talking in your sleep and
It's been going on for weeks and I been
Solving puzzle pieces
High time to come to Jesus

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 oh oh
How they got there, it's getting under my skin
You 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 grave

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 oh oh
How they got there, it's getting under my skin
You got skeletons in your closet
And I got bones to pick with them

Yeah, 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 oh oh
How they got there, it's getting under my skin
You got skeletons in your closet
And I got bones to pick with
Bones to pick with
Bones to pick with them, hey

Hoo

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Writer(s): Andrew Deroberts, John Osborne, Josh Osborne, Tj Osborne