Promises promises, many are made
and many are made to be broken
but your love will never fade
trying to take up my cross
and trying to add to all my loss
choking on sour lemonade

You kept your word
and I broke my oath
you want it your way, I want it both
I want to use this sin as a crutch
you want the diamonds, I want the coal
I wanted the world, you want my soul
you want the crown, and I want the golden touch
will they miss me all that much?

I gave up everything, just not for the right thing
I'd give up all my days just to right all the wrongways
gift I'd been given that I sold
for a monument to my obstinance
my marigold.