This heart on my sleeve, no, I can't help
It fell on these keys and it played them itself
This blood-stained ivory sounds as sweet as hell
It cries out for me; oh, can't you tell
Emotions feel like melodies and endless notes
This ivory, my paper, and these lyrics, the notes
I can't afford to stop; no, it's my freedom to speak
This ivory's uncanny; oh, it sounds just like me
This heart on my sleeve, no, I can't help
It fell on these keys and it played them itself
This blood-stained ivory sounds as sweet as hell
It cries out for me; oh, can't you tell