If I could wake my crooked heart
If I was there right from the start
To feel what it was like to be turned on

If you could fly the battling wind
To miss the mark correct within
If your wish came [bad word] -- your dreams made real.
 [bad word] for cover [bad word] to hide

If I could be the walls of man
To rest my head and [bad word] the plan
And fighting like a child to get my way

If I could see the garden place
Before the fall, would things have changed?
I wasn't there, and neither were you
But I take the blame, as you should too, my friend.

Now [bad word] for cover [bad word] to hide
Yeah, [bad word] for cover [bad word] to hide

We've been trying with each other to unravel the age old story
But I'm starting to think that there's a reason we don't understand
And it's easy to blame someone else for my wants and my worries
But I know, I accept that it's just a part of who I am.

Now [bad word] for cover [bad word] to hide
And you say it's not my problem
I decide out of mind.

Yes, [bad word] for cover
Yeah, [bad word] afraid
As [bad word] with one another
Of the mess that we've made.