Broken Promises from The River. by Poor Duncan

If you could just let me try to explain myself,
and let me tell you what my mindset was.
You see, I was drinking things got out of hand.
Just so you know that it's not my fault.

Wish I knew just how all this would play out.
And why it's not like it was before.
There's no reason for me to tell you everything.
Chances are, you already know.

And so,
we're hanging on, hanging on.

If you could just let me try to explain myself,
and let me tell you why I wasn't home.
You see, I was driving back here when they pulled me over.
Just so you know that it's all your fault, again.

Maybe next time I will think of you,
before I throw it all away.
And maybe next time you will think of you and me,
and why, it's just not the same.

And so,
We're hanging on, hanging on.

I wish you weren't a liar.
I wish I didn't still love you.
I wish you weren't a liar.

And now we're left here hanging on,
Hanging on, hanging on
to broken promises.

• Acoustic
• acoustic guitar
• guitar
• indie rock
• sadcore
• singer-songwriter
• Cleveland