Testo 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