Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Broken Promises

BROKEN PROMISES - Written by Carroll Bryant 



She’s always making promises
Making broken promises

You keep me up in the night
You’re always in my dreams
Lurking in the shadows and chasing after me
I’m pulling out my hair
And I’m about to really scream
You’re making me impaired
You’re nothing like you seem

Everyday I grow weary from the thought of you
Anyway, I have better things to do
Like making up a list of all your promises
Your list of broken promises

You leave us hanging in the air
A coin flip guessed by chance
Lounging in the lazy chair and doing your dance
I’m about to leave from there
And I’m living in my trance
You’re masking me in my despair
I can’t stand this happenstance

Everyday I grow leery at the sight of you
Anyway, your lies will never come true
And neither will your promises
Your stupid broken promises

Brake my heart
It’s about to crash
Break my heart
You’re a piece of trash
Brake my heart
I’m flying off the tracks
Break my heart
As a matter of fact you do

You kick me in the light of day
So happy for my misery
Window shopping for a guillotine
Slapping at my wits end
And now I know what it means
To myself I must extend
A mannequin or shouting spree

Everyday I grow weary from the thought of you
Anyway, I have better things to do
Like making up a list of all your promises
Your list of broken promises

She’s always making promises
Making broken promises

Brake my heart
It’s about to crash
Break my heart
You’re a piece of trash
Brake my heart
I’m flying off the tracks
Break my heart
As a matter of fact it’s true

Everyday I grow leery at the sight of you
Anyway, your lies will never come true
And neither will your promises
Your stupid broken promises

She’s always making promises
Making broken promises to me



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