I can feel the knife carving your love in my heartnYou promised you wouldn't harm a hair on this fragile body, no that's not fairnBut how can I trust you?nHow can I trust you with My Heart, in Your Hands closing your grip!nI'm so afraid that you'll leave me cold with my heart in your hands closing....nnTry to sit here with closed eyesnIt's not possiblenCause how do I know that you'll be good doing the things that you know you should nYeah, how can I trust you?