i locked the door and im shuttin all the windows
to my heart
i can not pretend to be forgiveness and forget what i will not

swallow all the words that cramp your style
and i can see the end coming
your as useless as a broken record

you were always coming

all i ever hear from you is just another promise

everytime i turn around your pretending like a promise
six feet under there with the comfort of your promise
chocking on the view of you and all your promise

you promised to be there with never holding of the hand
when everyone else seconded guess you wouldnt ask
no secrets to consider promise me until the end

i guess a promise wasnt really what you meant

i will not reduce what we once had

and asking if you came to face
if you could keep a promise i would ask you to forget me
but then again


all i ever hear from you is just another promise
everytime i turn around your pretending like a promise

six feet under there with the comfort of your promise
chocking on the view of you and all your promise
you promised to be there with never holding of the hand

when everyone else seconded guess you wouldnt ask
no secrets to consider promise me until the end
i guess a promise wasnt really what you meant