Woorden: Mark Chesnutt. Broken Promise Land.

There's a Bible on the dresser and a sign hung on the door
And a woman in my arms who shouldn't be
I'm to the point of no returning but I've been here before
This cheating life is nothing new to me

There's someone to be considered so I call her on the phone
And say the job is taking longer than I planned
I don't have the heart to tell her that a stranger's turned me on
And I'm headed for the Broken Promise Land

Tonight, I'm crossing over and I'll reach the cheating side
And I'll hate myself for coming here again
Where the streets are paved with misery and lives are built on lies
A place they call the Broken Promise Land

Found a note left on the dresser and a key left in the door
And on the floor I found her golden wedding band
Guess she finally had to tell me she's not waiting anymore
She's headed for the Broken Promise Land

Tonight she's crossing over and she'll reach the cheating side
And I'll hate myself for giving her the chance
'Cause the streets are paved with misery and lives are built on lies
A place they call the Broken Promise Land
And it's more than I understand