Text: Mr T Experience. All My Promises.

I guess I should say thanks for having me and now that I've been had what have we got? Something that survives casts a shadow on our lives turns our promises to lies and second thoughts we've had a lot of time to think it over to readjust our expectations even lower I suppose we'll think it over till we think it's over I still think about you all the time. I guess I'll straighten out as everything progresses I guess one day I'll know what I'm supposed to do from now on I have to go on guesses cause I've used up all my promises on you. I wonder why I'm still waiting here trying to turn everything around and piece together how things that seem so silly now once were everything I ever thought about you'd go crazy if you tried to take it all in how far we've come as opposed to how far we've fallen I wonder how long it'll be till we start to call them things we used to think long ago? Whether they are failures or successes one day I'll figure out what I'm supposed to do but till then I'll have to go on guesses cause I've used up all my promises on you.