I was born believing in a promise
That was spoken over me
Holy water on the first Sunday in August
Nineteen fifty-three
And I believed you when you said that you'd love me
Unconditionally
Like the passage out of First Corinthians
But I no longer believe
You can keep your drinkin' and you can keep your pushin'
And you can keep your insults to yourself
And you can keep your lyin' and you can keep on dyin'
But I'm not gonna be any help
You can keep whatever it is that you got left to give
'Cuz there's too much life to live
And you can keep all of your gettin' better and doin' without me
'Cuz all your improvements are a half-written letter
That I can no longer read
You can keep your drinkin' and you can keep your pushin'
And you can keep your insults to yourself
And you can keep lyin' and you can keep on dyin'
But I'm not gonna be any help
You can keep whatever it is that you got left to give
There's too much life
There's too much life
(I've got) There's too much life to live
And I was born believing in a promise
That was spoken over me
Holy water on the first Sunday in August
And to this day, I believe
Thanks to Abbi Telander for transcription!
 
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