Promises Promises - The Real Tuesday Weld, Sephine Llo

Don’t promise me your love — I don’t need it

Don’t swear I’m all you want — I don’t believe it

You think I’m quite a prize

Considerate and wise

Well consider this advice: beat it

Why does every man I meet think they can sway me?

Believe that they’re unique, the one to save me?

They vow they’ll win me round

Every single one’s a clown

Build me up, I’ll burn ‘em down — no maybes

You say you know my true feelings

But if you did you wouldn’t be there kneeling

You say I don’t know love tortures

You know shit — I’ve been hung drawn and quartered

Go find yourself some other lover

A sweet and trusting type, just like your mother

But if you wish my dear, to take a risk my dear

With promises, well here’s another:

«I'll make you pay the price for all the cheating, all the lies

And every promise I once believed in»