Game of Wits

I trust you're true to your words

With my soul, my heart in your hands

Don't ever break it again

Or I shall give it to someone else

There's a bridge between us

And a way to cross it

We'll meet each other right in the middle of it

We play a game of wits

Is there anything growing out of this?

Please tell me how to play it

Or I shall go down with it

Beauty is cruel master

Beauty is cruel thing

We know temptation will bring us down in time

This is something my hands won't touch

Your wounds are too deep; I can't fix a broken heart

This is something my hands won't touch

Your wounds are too deep; I can't fix a broken heart

I can't fix a broken heart

All I need is a way, some way

To throw you off your goddamned stage

I'll clease away; I'll wipe away

I'll free you from today

This is a game of wits

We shall go down with it

This is a game of wits

We shall go down with it

This is something my hands won't touch

Your wounds are too deep; I can't fix a broken heart

This is something my hands won't touch

Your wounds are too deep; I can't fix a broken heart

I can't fix a broken heart

I can't fix your broken heart