Way With Words – Daniel Bedingfield – letras

I have a way with wordsThe power of creation’s in my tongueI have a way with wordsAnd this is where your heart was wonI have a way with wordsAnd I believe me when I sayThe words I say to youWhen I said them they were trueI have a way with wordsOf callous, brash, and harsh, and in-betweenI have a way with wordsThose selfsame lips that held you in your dreamI have a way with wordsTo build and to destroy is my life’s callIf I had my way with you, I wouldn’t use my words at allDon’t believe meDon’t believe meI mean it now, I don’t know how my heart deceives meDon’t believe meDon’t believe meTrust me, you must not believe meTrust me, you must not believe meTrust me, you must not believe me