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WHAT’S
LEFT OF MY HEART
Tear
down the placards
that
you hammered to the wall
Your
carnival’s been canceled
there’s
no one left to call
Everyone
that came to see you
please
kindly tell to leave
For
this face of mine has hardened
and
it’s you I must receive
Walk
slowly through my front door when you come to speak your mind
I’d
like to grant you mercy
but
I haven’t got the time
Just
bargain out your memory
if
you need to call my bluff
My
pride is weak and fading
and
I feel I’ve had enough
chorus:
When
the stars fall on the city
will
you rise to play your part?
Will
you try to stop the bleeding
or
break what’s left of my heart?
The
intoxicated pundits
who
questioned all your moves
Weren’t
close enough to judge you
and
they may have spoke too soon
While
you were chasing treasure
I
was down to my last dime
It
may be someone’s day to save you but I don’t believe it’s mine
Don’t
ask me for a blessing
my
soul’s been torn apart
Just
turn the light out gently
and
take what’s left of my heart
I
hope you’ll long remember
this
weight I bore for you
My
countenance is heavy
and
there’s nothing more to prove
One
glance of my redemption
may
one day catch your eye
And
though I may chance to see you you’ll never cross my mind
chorus:
Go
on and find salvation
before
your caught out in the dark
And
leave me here repairing
just
what’s left of my heart
Don’t
pose like you’re the victor
I
caught on from the start
I’ve
built up my defenses
with
what’s left of my heart
what’s
left of my heart
what’s
left of my heart
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MATCHBOOKS
AND
INNOCENCE
And
if I lost innocence
off
of matchbooks and the drugs I took then
Let
me loose the guilt of those I’ve done
For
the love of some or another one
For
the love of some or another one
So
goodnight my child
and
rest your head
Have
no fear
you’ll
wake up in your bed
Her
head so filled with things to say
but
she’s left for some or another day
So
we watch the sun fall behind the gun of the guilt
For
the love of some or another one
For
the love of some or another one
And
forgotten here
in
my pages and notes
Are
the answers to questions
that
so lonely wrote
Of
the days of me for all to see
in
the love
of
some or another one
For
the love of some or another one
And
to finally live
I
don’t wanna give any more pain
To
see I free myself from chains
that
live inside to far to hide
And
I’ve been dyin’ on the sidelines
in
face that show the race I’ve won
For
the love of some or another one
For
the love of some or another one
And
if I lost innocence
off
of matchbooks and the drugs I took then
Let
me loose the guilt of those I’ve done
For
the love of some or another one
For
the love of some or another one
You
know you always were the one
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