Seven promises in seven days
seven sets of empty words to say.
But you know what? That’s okay.
I see the way you like to play.
So cheers to another warring day.
Fuck you are the words i’d like to say.
I know I’ll get there, i’ll be okay.
So don’t even try to manipulate play.
Cos tomorrows just another empty day.
‘I forgot.’ the empty words you say,
‘we’ll do it now, it’ll be okay.’
But you know by then i’ll refuse to play
and you’ll celebrate another broken day.
‘Not this time.’ are the words i’ll say.
because I know I got this, i’ll be okay
i’ll regain control and then i’ll play.