Placebo, Michael Stipe - Broken Promise

We rise above this
We cry about this
As we live and learn
A broken promise
I was not honest
Now I watch as tables turn
And your singing
I wait my turn
To tear inside you
Watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
I’ll wait my turn
I’ll cry about this
And hide my cockled eyes
As you come off all concerned
And Ill find no solace
In your pore apology
And your regret that sounds absurd
Keep singing
I wait my turn
To tear inside you
Watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
To terrorize you
Watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
I’ll wait my turn
And this is a promise
Promise is a promise
Promise is a promise
Promise is a promise
And I wait my turn
To tear inside you
('promise is a promise' repeats)
Watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
A broken promise!
You are not, honest!
I’ll bide my time!
I’ll wait my… turn