Pocket full of promises in my jacket of leather

Wherein this is one of my favorite Mary's Danish songs


Some information on Mary's Danish.

Bombshell

You got a strange suspicion
that I cannot quiet
I got a strange suspicion
that I cannot do it

I try to prove them all wrong
I put up a nasty fight
I try to prove them all wrong
But I just keep proving them right

I got a pocket full of promises
in my jacket of leather
I got a tattoo of a bombshell
Are these ties just too binding
to sever?

I try to prove them all wrong
I put up a nasty fight
I try to prove them all wrong
But I just keep proving them right

The road to hell is paved with good intention
It's there that I pitch my bad intent
Hypocrisy take me in your loving Arms
Where has my dirty life been spent?

I got a hundred confusions
My soul you see it's wearing thin
I feel like a child
I'm drowning in sin
I don't want to fight
I just want to prove them wrong
But I just keep proving them right.