You always used to promise me that you would never leave
You'd say "Son don't worry, I see everything"
And it used to calm the tremors in my brain
And it used to make the nightmares go away
Every now and then these days you'll try the same thing
In some attempt to help me believe
But these days your words are never quite enough
It's like you're saying it so I will shut up
I've been watching wicked men succeed for twenty years, so
Pardon me if I have little faith that things will change
If God's been answering it's with all the things
I don't want him to say and I just wait