Текст: Cranberries. Bury The Hatchet. Promises.

You'd better believe I'm comin'
You'd better believe what I say
You'd better hold on to your promises
Because you bet, you'll get what you deserve

She's going to leave him over
She's going take her love away
So much for your eternal vows, well
It does not matter anyway

Why can't you stay
Here a while
Stay here awhile
Stay with me?

Ohh, ohh
All the promises we made
Promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words I broke
Broke, broke

Ohh, ohh
All the promises we broke
Promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words I spoke
Spoke, spoke

What of all the things that you taught me?
What of all the things that you'd say?
What of all your prophetic preaching
You're just throwin' it all away?

Maybe we should burn the house down
Have ourselves another fight
Leave the cobwebs in the closet
'Cause tearin' them out is just not right

Why can't you stay
Here awhile
Stay here awhile
Stay with me?

Ohh, ohh
All the promises we made
Promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words I prayed
Prayed, prayed

Ohh, ohh
All the promises we broke
Promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words I spoke
Spoke, spoke

Oh hey, oh hey, oh hey, oh hey, oh hey
Oh hey, oh hey, oh hey, oh hey, oh hey
Oh hey, oh hey, oh hey, oh hey, oh hey
Oh hey, oh hey, hey