Trust

tell me how to believe you
and wash away the doubts
I have for every single words you utter
it wasn't once or twice
can't even remember them all

it a sick cycle
a bland sorry
and here it comes again

believing, trusting and having faith
I can give them all
but these things will wane
and nothing will be left
you'll left behind
nothing to hold on
no one will trust you again
the way I do it to you.