كلمات Constants

Can you handle it? The sugar filled veins Decreasing sunlight and chilled out of rains Your hair grown long You've messed up I hope you're okay Can you believe it? We've come this far Your striped coats and run down cars Say goodbye and we run to the woods The neighbors are at it again So many constants I wish you were constant too So many constants We only talked about how I hadn't changed Said I'd come back one day And I'd stay I know, I know I should be killed The silence is already killing me You're a roller rink I'm spinning in circles around you Like spring night skies that stay blue This warmth that misses you So many constants I wish you were constant too So many constants We only talked about how I hadn't changed Said I'd come back one day And I'd stay I know, I know I should be killed The silence is already killing me You said you'd follow me wherever I go Scared that I left me and I thought you should know. Why, oh, why would you follow around a bag of bones? A bag of bones.