Butch Walker – Promise

“Promise”

Well I fumbled for a pencil

And my I’m so sorry pad

And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain

Well you know that there’s a reason I made this up so fast

I though I’d never get a chance to say

What’s on my mind, I’m never kind

When my vocabulary’s secondary to a bottle of wine

But I promise I can love you

Just like a man

And I promise I can hold you

Like nobody can

I never knew the difference between bullshit and sincere

As long as it sounded good

While coming out

And I can’t blame it on my father

He gave me my 1st beer

And he held my head back as I puked it out

What was I saying, there I go playing

The game I know so well

Talking about myself when it should be you

But I promise I can love you

Just like a man

And I promise I can hold you

Like nobody can