Rare Nights

You tell me where I went wrong and I promise I will listen.

You assure me 'everything is going to be okay' and I promise I will believe.

I promise I will behave.
Like a child who's been promised a chocolate if it keeps quiet.

For I have always wanted to be saved.

Make this one of the rare nights I fall asleep quickly.
The rare nights my guitar doesn't tug at the strings of my heart.
The rare nights my ink doesn't weep.