all my rough edges un smoothed by the grit of this town made from the rubble rebuilt from the sticks and the leaves oh i m kept but i ain t clean learnin how to run this fragile machine well i believe in preservation and yes it s fun to pretend don t you know don t you know that i am unfinished i am a half made man and i need your forgiveness to feel whole again just scraps from the floor propped up castin shadows around looking for trouble lord she ain t easy to please where is my missing piece lathered long and lean tattooed and serene yes she s worth the work don t you know don t you know that i am unfinished yes i am a half made man and i need your forgiveness to feel whole again all of these words and the promises they re only as good as the man and i ain t gonna let you down like i did before cause i ain t finished yet yeah oh i am unfinished i am a half made man and i need your forgiveness to be fixed to feel whole to be complete again 