PROMISES，PROMISES

I'm only twenty three for another hour, give or take I'm a fan of yours and I need a good mistake. I'm not a sinner or a preacher, all I have is sleight of hand I do magic tricks for all the boys in the band. “Baby could I be The rabbit in your hat? I'd swing if you'd hand me, hand me the bat.” I'm on the road of least resistance I'd rather give up than give into this So promise me only one thing, would you? Just don't ever make me promises. No Promises. I've never done this before. Promises, promises... But I'm enjoying the illusion and the things my body says. Now you see me, now you don't! “Oh how well you disappear! What are you running from, and may I interfere? “Baby could I be The rabbit in your hat? I'd swing if you'd hand me, hand me the bat.” “Baby could I be the rabbit in your hat? I'd swing if you'd hand me, hand me the bat.” I'm on the road of least resistance I'd rather give up than give into this So promise me only one thing, would you? Just don't ever make me promises. No Promises. I'm on the road of least resistance I'd rather give up than give into this So promise me only one thing, would you? Just don't ever make me promises. No Promises.