I have melancholy bones and I know

Something needs to die, If it's me I'll leave tonight

How much of me (Nothing)

Do you need to be (Will ever be enough)

Satisfied

How much of me (Nothing)

Do you need to be (Will ever be enough)

Satisfied

And I want something else, something weightless

And I don't know if it's real, but I need to find it

How much of me (Nothing)

Do you need to be (Will ever be enough)

Satisfied

How much of me (Nothing)

Do you need to be (Will ever be enough)

Satisfied

The slow quick, click of time, passing me by

Nothing seems to change, my bones they stay the same