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