Из альбома: Lucky Street
And this is my last remaining filter
On my last remaining words
It's leaving the taste of something bitter on my tongue
I'm leaving a letter full of reasons
Along with a line that starts to blur
Into a page that says you faded way too young
'Cause you're leaving something short of innocent
I'm still thinking of the times we should have spent
It says if this form of treason crawled up deep inside your head
And left you notes on how to keep your insides dead
If I had any other heart,
If any other piece spoke louder
If I had any other hands,
I wouldn't need the voice
To tell the world about the coward that
Refuses to stand,
And claim the blood on your hands
If I had any other heart beside my own,
We might have left you cold
I'm handed a book about instructions
On when I should know to go
And tracing my fingers down the binding,
I get cold
'Cause I've been this awful shade of lonely
since your reasons left the room
And I'd see everything get warmer,
If you decide to follow suit
If I could paint the town with all your good intent
I'd leave these walls as red as my eyes could have been
While picking comfort for my father for a place to rest his head
But Tallahassee will stay gray outside instead
If I had any other heart,
If any other piece spoke louder
If I had any other hands,
I wouldn't need a voice
To tell the world about the coward that
Refuses to stand,
And claim no blood on your hands
If I had any other heart
If I had any other heart
Beside my own,
If I were king of the world
And I could build you a day
I'd smile just to rip it all away
I would to blaze a memory in your head
That screams about regret
If I had any other heart,
If any other piece spoke louder
If I had any other hands,
If I had any other hands
Oh God, if I had any other heart
Woah if I had any other hands
And you're still refusing to stand
Reclaim the blood on your hands
If I had any other heart
If I had any other heart
*THESE ARE THE OFFICIAL LYRICS THAT FEARLESS RECORDS POSTED, SO DON'T CORRECT!