The taste of guilty on my breath So many nights I never slept And I'll waste one more, but not quite yet 'Cause it's in my hands For what it's worth I'll make the same mistakes And not regret the places I've been The stink of beauty that you left Five hundred promises never kept And if I died right now, I know you'd hurt right back It won't put the flowers back in her hands For what it's worth I'll make the same mistakes And not regret the places I've been From far away, it seems I've missed something Why oh why would I Be the sparkle in your eyes? Five hundred promises Promises