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IÂ’ll cry about this
And hide my cuckold eyes
As you come off all concerned
IÂ’ll find no solace
In your poor apology
In your regret that sounds absurd
And keep singing

IÂ’ll wait my turn
To tear inside you
Watch you burn
And IÂ’ll wait my turn
To terrorize you
Watch you burn
And IÂ’ll wait my turn
IÂ’ll wait my turn

And this is a promise
Promise is a promise
Promise is a promise
Promise is a promise

(c) Placebo