Promises you made me make

Promises you made me make,
Even as the words left my lips,
I knew they would soon break.

I never wanted to hurt you,
So I told you what you wanted to hear,
What else could I do?

I broke the first when I cut my arm,
You made me give up the blade,
But I soon returned to harm.

I broke the second when I saw death,
You said I shouldn’t think of dying,
But I quickly wanted to stop my breath.

I broke the third when I died,
And you realised when you made me
Make those promises, I lied.

Tom, you made me promise. I'm sorry.