I swear I’ll change tomorrow…
But tonight got other plans…

I make promises I shouldn’t when the lights get low,
Tell myself this time I’ll walk the straight road home.
But the city keeps talkin’ in a velvet tone,
Sayin’, “Just one more night—then you can be grown.”
I’ve sworn off trouble more times than I can count,
Still sign my name in the margins of doubt.
If temptation’s a voice, it knows how to sing,
And I harmonize back like I owe it a thing.

Yeah, I know better…
But I still lean in…

Vice City vows in the neon glow,
Cross my heart, hope I don’t fold.
I say “never again,” then I say it slow—
When the night starts callin’ my soul.
Vice City vows, fingers crossed behind,
Prayin’ this time I don’t cross the line.
Yeah, I mean it every time…
Just not when the stars align.

I don’t lie on purpose—I just bend the truth,
Got a habit of fallin’ for the same old views.
Every street got a memory, every bar got a test,
Every yes feels easy till I deal with the mess.
I ain’t proud of the dance that I do with regret,
But the rhythm feels right when the sun ain’t set.
If discipline’s a muscle, mine’s sore but alive—
Still flex when it matters, still break sometimes.

Yeah, I know better…
But I still lean in…

Vice City vows in the neon glow,
Cross my heart, hope I don’t fold.
I say “never again,” then I say it slow—
When the night starts callin’ my soul.
Vice City vows, fingers crossed behind,
Prayin’ this time I don’t cross the line.
Yeah, I mean it every time…
Just not when the stars align.

Every promise feels pure in the moment it’s said,
But the city keeps whisperin’ louder instead.
I don’t need forgiveness—I need restraint…
Still learnin’ the difference between desire and faith…

Vice City vows, I’m tryin’ my best,
But the night knows how to press my chest.
If I fall, I’ll rise again—
That’s the vow I trust more than them.
Vice City vows… yeah, I still believe…
Even when I break ’em, they’re breakin’ me clean.

I swear I’ll change tomorrow…
Tonight just got hands on me…