Not a mean bone in that body
If possible, please, prove it with an X-ray
Never meant harm to anybody
In theory, at least, that should count for something
Inspect these injuries.
Tell me, were these inflicted by a mean bone?
A bone’s a bone when it’s an elbow to the face
A bone’s a bone when it knocks you out of place
A bone’s a bone in a soul-crushing embrace
A bone’s a bone when you thought that you were safe
Refresh my memory.
Just where in one’s anatomy is the mean bone?
The blood’s been spilled. Tell me who will clean that floor?
Rehashing motives doesn’t serve us anymore
A threat’s a threat, even spoken out of fear
A vow’s a vow, growing weaker every year
A fist’s a fist when it lands the final blow
A death’s a death, though you claim you didn’t know