If's are free

If I said to you what I was trying to do I would lose my face and my grace

If I could choose to be a part of you I would be the gum under your shoe

Point your crosshairs at my heart and blow me a apart

I'm your lover and that trumps art

If I confuse my problems with you please excuse or refuse

If I told you only the truth I would prove my lying's not for you

Holes in my chest make me believe that every tower falls and love is meant to bleed