You miss I'd like a kiss
Don't be pissed please
A peck is fine for my age
Considering we aren't on the same page
Right here on this bone
Where it's bumpy like a cone
I know it's a skull not a cheek
I know I'm a museum freak
It once had skin
I had a face had a next of kin
But I never had a good life
I was stabbed bloody with a knife
And even a bone gets lonely
It forgets it's all homely
And you can see through my stare
My life was a grisly nightmare
It's still alive in its memory
And wishes to tell its story
