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.