Broke City
Five Hundred Promises
The taste of guilty on my breathSo many nights I never sleptAnd I'll waste one more, but not quite yet'Cause it's in my handsFor what it's worthI'll make the same mistakesAnd not regret the places I've beenThe stink of beauty that you leftFive hundred promises never keptAnd if I died right now, I know you'd hurt right backIt won't put the flowers back in her handsFor what it's worthI'll make the same mistakesAnd not regret the places I've beenFrom far away, it seems I've missed somethingWhy oh why would I Be the sparkle in your eyes?Five hundred promisesPromises
From Letras Mania