Trust

Walking home on a foggy night
Walking home alone
Wishing there was power in my fingertips
To burn through this solid stone
How the hell am I supposed to know what mood you're in
When you're changing all the time
I thought we were meant to be in this thing together
Like partners in the perfect crime
Ch:
Well it's up to you, it's up to you
If you won't trust me then there's nothing I can do
Well yes I've made my fair share of mistakes
Maybe a lot more than I should
But you listen to too much of that downtown talk
And you believe a lot more than you should
Ch:
Well it's up to you, it's up to you
If you won't trust me than there's nothing I can do
There's a battle to win and if you're not in
I tell you, we'll do it on our own