[Verse 1] Promises are bones beneath the skin, you don’t notice till one breaks within. Trust is porcelain balanced on stone, you can glue every crack— you can’t demand I call it whole. You promised tomorrow like tomorrow was cheap, then spent it tonight on words you couldn’t keep. A family isn’t built from “eventually,” a roof made of promises still leaks on me. [Chorus] Promises are bones, pressure makes them fracture. Love can write the scripture, but behavior writes the chapter. You can swear upon David, Jerusalem and fate— but too much weight upon the temple and even holy pillars break. [Verse 2] You wanted my trust on unlimited credit, broke every window, then asked me to forget it. An apology’s glue, not a time machine, and “I love you” doesn’t erase what I’ve seen. Noah survived water outside of the boat— put holes in the inside and nobody floats. [Outro] A promise isn’t prophecy because you said it passionately.
