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
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
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