It's another day's end
And I think it's a crying shame
One would think that
the blow might have killed me by now
but who's to say

Jesus has forced me
to forgive
But I cannot forget
that I am destruction
I am reckless abandon
always running from everything
and nothing at the same time
usually too high to notice you passing me by

Because I have promises
I have photographs
Because I am nothing
I am skin and bones and chicken shit
and you can see that
I can see it reflecting in your eyes
So I fold it up and put it in my back pocket
and then fuck you anyway
It's funny how quickly I forget
what my pocket has to say
when my pants are around my ankles

And jesus has forced me
to forgive
But I cannot forget
that I am destruction
I am reckless abandon
And jesus has forced me
to forgive
But that doesn't change the fact that
I have promises
I have photographs