Thrice - Promises (Live) Lyrics
O, we promise pretty thingsAnd we pledge with diamond ringsWe profess undying loveBut does that word hold any weightWhen we reserve the right to breakAny vow that draws our bloodOur word is so faint and feebleBroken by the slightest breeze or breathOur hearts are they're so deceitfulSick and filled with liesThat lead to deathWe are cowards and thievesWill we never turn to grieveThe damage doneNever seeNever quake with rageAt what we have become?What we have becomeYeah we get down on one kneeO, we play at chivalryBut we do not count the costWe say"On Me you can depend"And"I will be there 'till the end"Though we will not bear the crossOur word is so faint and feebleBroken by the slightest breeze or breathOur hearts are they're so deceitfulSick and filled with liesThat lead to deathWe are cowards and thievesWill we never turn to grieveThe damage doneNever seeNever quake with rageAt what we have become?What we have becomeCowards and thievesWill we never turn to grieveThe damage doneNever seeNever quake with rageAt what we have become?What we have becomeCowards and thievesWill we never turn to grieveThe damage doneNever seeNever quake with rageAt what we have become?What we have become
