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