I'm fighting
Yes, I'm fighting
But I can't seem to win
I'm trying
Yes, I'm trying
But it seems to do no good

Promises, Promises
The things I want to hear
Promises, Promises
The words I so fear

Nobody made you say that
Stop and think for a minute
I can take this and keep away
There's only so much of a limit
As to what I can take
With no one to hold
My emotions are fake
My real feelings stay untold

I continue to fight
For no results at all
I only want to win
I continue to try
For nothing at all
Why does it do no good?

Promises, Promises
The things I want to hear
Promises, Promises
The words I so fear

Take advantage
Of my vulnerable state
My feelings are garbage
Can no one else relate?