Not The Heartless Kind

Not The Heartless Kind - Amy Speace

What if I stacked the cards

Hid the ace next to my heart

Playing out the game with a steady-handed 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 I'd 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 I'm 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 I'd leave you with the furniture

The photos in the frames

All I'd take in my bag is this mess that I made

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

I'm not the Heartless Kind

So I'll 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 we'll unpack them

Put things back in their place

When broken love is mended

By a whole lot of grace

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 I'm not the Heartless Kind