Promise - Butch Walker

Well, I fumbled for a pencil and my, I’m so sorry pad

And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain

And I know that there’s a reason why I made this up so fast

I thought 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

Promise I can hold you

Like nobody can

I never knew the difference between bullshit or sincere

As long as it sounded good while comin' 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 sayin'?

There I go playin' the game I know so well

I’m talking about myself when it should be you

But I promise I can love you

Just like a man

Promise I can hold you

Like nobody can