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