i swore id never cry over numbers on paper,
but money, my dear, is sometimes the answer
you swore you'd never wait until the last ring
but voices sometimes sound so much better by machine
i swore i'd never lie but to save you from pain
so i saved them up. and saved and saved and saved

there's someone there waiting for me on porch
the light's been on hours
a year here in this town has taught us what we've lost
and what little we stand to gain.
when i was young i thought i'd never starve with love in my arms,
oh how appetites change

to be continued..