Pheromone Heavy (No Promises)

To the distractions attracted since adolescence
To your passions collateral damages
To the damned if you do damned if you don’t end it
And the long lasting abandoned friendships
To the friends that are fuck up’s but ya love em anyway
Cuz they’re gonna fuck it up no matter how much they change
To the smart mouth flippin' small talk cuz talk is cheap
I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP
To the dick head that wouldn’t hire me
Because I had goals beyond working as a cashier
To the idiot saying I’m not relevant
Because I don’t sound just like last year
To anyone that lost there way and found there way back
And didn’t have to rub it in our face like take that
To the father I’ll probably never meet
I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP
All I got is my word
All I got is my word
All I got is my word
And this little bag of herb
To the moves I was too afraid to make
The nights I stole from tomorrow just to stay awake
To the presidents that died to provide work for printers
The politicians selling privacy to an intern
The sinners pretending to be charitable contributors
The brutal honesty that kicked my dick in the dirt
To the zig-zag we rolled into a ball to catch Z’s
I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP
To the girl that broke my heart before I could break hers
The restless settling for second best cuz it’s safer
To the mommas boy acting like a ladies man
The poets doing pop songs just to say we can
To the Jameson waiting to hit rock bottom
The chip off the old block still rotting in a condom
To the birthdays I couldn’t afford to turn a new leaf
I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP
All I got is my word
All I got is my word
All I got is my word
And this little bag of herb