The Constant کے بول

I'm calling your bluff, I can't pretend I can't be a part of this, this is not a friend I'm calling your bluff, this is not a friend My actions have been more than clear You must of seen me there To matter, to try to be a friend In a day from now, it will be pushed aside Tonight, tonight you'll be buried Beneath your attention's sight This far too familiar drive It never felt so desolate inside I thought this was where it got better Where it gets better, it's got to get better I'm calling your bluff, I can't pretend I can't be a part of this, this is not a friend The words between us, they're spoken clear The distance between us is not far, my friend And I know in this silence Don't speak, don't show This far too familiar drive It never felt so desolate inside I thought this was where it got better Where it gets better, it's got to get better