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