Lyricist : John Osborne/TJ Osborne/Adam DeRoberts/Andrew DeRoberts

Composer : John Osborne/TJ Osborne/Adam DeRoberts/Andrew DeRoberts

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

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

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

Got skeletons in your closet

And I got bones to pick with

Bones to pick with

Bones to pick with them, hey!