Text: Placebo. Meds. Broken Promise.

:
(With Michael Stipe of REM)

We'll rise above this
We'll cry about this
As we live and learn
A broken promise
I was not honest
Now I watch as tables turn
And you're singing

I'll wait my turn to tear inside you
Watch you burn
I'll wait my turn
I'll wait my turn

I'll cry about this and hide my cuckold eyes
As you come off all concerned
I'll find no solace in your poor apology
In your regret that sounds absurd
Keep singing

I'll wait my turn to tear inside you
Watch you burn
I'll wait my turn to terrorize you
Watch you burn
I'll wait my turn
I'll wait my turn

A promise is a promise
A promise is a promise

I'll wait my turn to tear inside you
Watch you burn
I'll wait my turn
I'll wait my turn

A broken promise
You were not honest
I'll bide my time
I'll wait my turn