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Promise, it’s a funny thing

How can you squander what other people give?

And if you made one to yourself

Then you’re liar now

I can’t shake the feeling I’m behind

Did I miss a breakthrough down the line?

And if I’m not who I could be

Am I defined by who I’m not?

We’ll take our endings

From the thrust of broken starts

And we’ll make our buildings

From the scraps of squandered parts

So save me

A seat at the table

Where the losers gather to lick their wounds

So save me

A seat at the table

Where the could-be's challenge their something to prove

Back when I was just nineteen

I’d stay with her just to please her family

Couldn’t disappoint those eyes

So I’d disappoint myself

One year--what's that wasted on the young?

Lessons hard fought and won

But I’d even trade my job

Just for one more reckless year

We’ll take our endings

From the thrust of broken starts

Everywhere I look there’s a cancer danger

Fall somewhere between disappointment and anger

And I can’t change the locks on my bed

Without a soundproof shield it still gets in my head

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