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´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 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
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 hands
God, if I had any other hands
And you´re still refusing to stand
And claim the blood on your hands
If I had any other word
If I had any other way