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 of spent It’s as 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 Well Tallahassee will stay gray outside instead
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 regretTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
