Shall I wear a buttonhole to jog your memory? 

So you'll recall the promise 

That I swore you made to me when we were younger 

You look sorry for yourself but what about? 

I'm some idea you're not without a doubt 

So you can put away that tongue 

I don't know who I'm trying to kid 

I'll find another name for you 

I'll try to put the blame on you 

For everything we did 

Life shrinks and before you know it 

You have forgotten all the cuts and bruises 

Just be thankful we were only fighting for buttons 

And you know by now who loses 



You're only half awake because you never go to bed 

And when he hears about it 

You know then the both of you's is dead and that's a promise 

You'll be sorry because I won't tell you again 

You'll stick like that one day 

And if you don't believe me go and ask St. Thomas 

I don't know where it's going to stop 

Spend your whole time trying to stay 

From breaking down or running away 

Or trying to keep up