All I found to get me through Was a vaguely worded promise said by you It’s turning out to be a perfect way To keep this place from burning down To tell you the truth
Any time voices pierce the calm It’s the most boring conversation ever Listening to people tell you your future Impatiently awaiting September
Any time acquaintance call your number You anticipate feeling scared Recognize faces you remember From the long ago days of terror
All I found to get me through Was a vaguely worded promise said by you It’s turning out to be a perfect way To keep this place from burning down To tell you the truth
Always with that guilt and sadness Some days I would believe it’s true I’ll wait for that empty promise I’ll take what I can get from you
Always with that guilt and sadness Some days I would believe it’s true I’ll wait for that empty promise I’ll take what I can get from you