Skeletons on the Shelves Lyrics

Born with a fascination of the past

Yet to his detriment it could be

Nothing could rest, always disturbed

There are no questions that couldn't be asked

He tried so hard to make his lovers stick

And went so far to give them each his heart

But something's wrong, something's awry

Cause there's this habit he can't resist

Always needing to know who's that and what's this

And when he asks does this ring any bells

You know he's thumbed through the skeletons on your shelves

It don't occur to let sleeping dogs lie

Through ruthless research he'll have you profiled

Patience to dig, a forensic mind

Cause bygones being bygones just don't fly

Lead him astray and he will persist

To find that memory buried away

No matter the pain, shame or blame

Cause there's habit he can't resist

Always needing to know who's that and what's this

And when he asks does this ring any bells

You know he's thumbed through the skeletons on your shelves

If there's something you're not keen to discuss

Rest assured, he's up to speed

He will interrogate but wear a smile

All is enough not superfluous

Yet should this tale take one more twist

Surely he spends a life alone

A man of detail, this chronic itch

Cause there's this habit he can't resist

Always needing to know who's that and what's this

And when he asks does this ring any bells?

You know he's thumbed through the skeletons on his shelves