I been watching the birds as they goI been keeping my bank account lowI been keeping my end of the dealWith Saint Anthony and Saint ThomasMy little sister gave it a hell of a tryYou know I hear it gets worse when you dieI can't believe you got me waiting for another yearBut if you ever make it back I'll be hereAnd I'll be ready, I promiseI promiseI hear your voice say things to meBut I get up for nothing cause I'm afraid to seeBut every day is so twisted, I know you won't give inBut I'll still be here if you want me back againI promiseI promiseYou can always come homeI promise you can always come homeI try to count the chimesWater the flowers above the sink sometimesI listen to your recordsDo you still have mine?Every day is so twisted, I know you won't give inSo I promise not to try to make it breathe again