What if I stacked the cards, hid the ace next to my heart Playing out the game with a steadyhanded art What if I left the closet open, skeletons and all Invited in the press, leaving you to take the fall? What if I scratched below the surface enough to open up the bricks Decades of desertion too eroded for a fix What if I did all the things I swore Id never do Just to get me off the hook and leave the blame with you I built this house with my own hands I can tear it down crush these bricks to sand You sat there on the sofa as the roof fell from the sky I could leave you in the rubble but Im not the Heartless Kind What if I broke all of the mirrors just to hide my fears Used the broken glass to wipe away my tears? Then Id leave you with the furniture, the photos in the frames All Id take in my bag is this mess that I made Chorus So Ill prop up the destruction, tidy up before I go Put away the cards but leave an ace in the hole I will pack up all the memories, the ones faded and blue Seal them in the boxes that I moved in here with you And maybe well unpack them, put things back in their place When broken love is mended by a whole lot of grace Chorus
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