The Vow

For better or worse I lay my heart in a Hearst
If you think I would hurt or desert you
I vow to use words, every letter straight or curved
To prove I’m the one who deserves you
Been haunted my these, Miscarried memories
Feeling still born, waking up in the morn
To a white button up black slack uniform
Conforming to the boring
Til you whispered me a warning
Informing me I had to settle the score
And since then Its for you I’m performing
I really hope that you’re proud of me
I need you to be proud of me
Cause you taught me the art of noise
When them boys couldn’t get a sound out of me
All you told me was listen! Heard but I didn’t listen!
Now I vow that my missions to make 'em listen
To the message they missing
And I was missing you but now I’m here with you
Do I take you in sickness & health? Broke or in wealth?
Til my very last breathe I DO
I DO. I DO. Do I take you in sickness & health?
Broke or in wealth? Til my very last breathe I DO