You made a promise, didn't say it out loud
That you wouldn't have me regret sitting down
And I made the same one
It's such common practice
A bad combination
A hopeful, an actress

And I made a promise as I walked through the grass
That nobody else would catch me quite so fast
But I often misread
How soon I can learn things
And that is a misery
To which I'm returning

I had a bad Tuesday
At least it's a news day
But I'll probably wake up pissed in the morning
So what if I'm callous?
I'll call it a talent
And revel in all of the shit you're ignoring
God, people are boring!

You made a promise, when you saw me afar
That this would be brief in the way these things are
And I made the same one
In the fountain I tossed it
A bad combination
A sponge and a faucet

I had a bad Tuesday
At least it's a news day
But I'll probably wake up pissed in the morning
So what if I'm callous?
I'll call it a talent
And revel in all of the shit you're ignoring
God, people are boring!

And I tell my friends in a text that I copy and paste
Every word in all caps with no commas
And then all again when I'm home making pasta
Still half in my work clothes and half in pajamas

And you made a promise and I don't know why
I am caught on the promise, a promise is nothing
Life's pretty lawless, an unspoken promise
Is usually not what protects you from something

I had a bad Tuesday
At least it's a news day
But I'll probably wake up pissed in the morning
So what if I'm callous?
I'll call it a talent
And revel in all of the shit you're ignoring
God, people are boring!