Don't Give Up, Skeleton

Less tact and more truth
Yeah, you colored in your bruises and made up excuses
Quantified feeling homesick with despondent arrangements
And it took so long to say this
There is always change
There is always change
People to places to boxes of clothes
You were always subtext
You were always absent
People into places and your texts on my phone
They are all arbitrary now
And I’m learning to make sense of things as thy apply to form
There is always change
Thre is always change
People into places and dust into dust
If you’re not content with emptiness or a false god
You will always have a place in my heart
You will always have a place in my heart
You will always have a place in my heart