It's all gone away,   but not for good, I'm assured   But what's the most a promise can mean?   It's nothing more, nothing more than a phrase   Just a stupid little phrase   My excuse to keep living a dream      An insignificant dream, for insignificant me      And what if I got bent up today?   Now there's no one left there to make sure I'm okay   There's no more comfort, nothing more to say   We can finally call a truce, 'cause I'm no longer in the way      I wish I could say what was bothering me   I can't really tell what's bothering me   I've got no more security   She came and went too quickly