Dead like old growth, Fall left me as she sought springtime
She has me locked in her closet, stuffed into the back of her mind
Now the dreams of our youth have fallen like leaves from their trees
She'll find new love under bed sheets but won't remember she once loved me
It's all right, this too shall pass away
Just like the promises that you made
Now you sell your ring, but I had you tattooed
I knew what forever meant and I gave mine to you
For two years you told me that you'd find another lover
That I was not the man you wanted that I was not like my brothers
But that's all right, this too shall pass away
Just like the promises that you made
Before a year, you had fresh ink on your side
Announcing how happy you were to cut me from your life
You'll find a man, overjoyed he will make you his wife
But what do your promises mean? Here's to second tries
Here's to second tries...