Fickle Little Thing (Live)

Been carrying this bag upon my back It's gotten heavier, each time I move for you Every compromise a suit that don't fit Becoming a someone I don't recognize even a little bit Been wandering aimlessly for way too long But I'm getting older now and I need Someone to rely on My expectations never met But it's your word I'll never forget Will you still be there In the end Or was it all Just pretend Will you still love me if my heart turned black Or would you walk away if I don't turn back Or is your word as good as gone The heart is a fickle little thing but it's not like you don't know Whats the weight worth in your hand More than the sum of its parts well I'll never understand What if it turns to ask and dust Will it still beat on to the sound of a new drum Will you still be there In the end Or was it all Just pretend Will you still love me if my heart turned black Or would you walk away if I don't turn back Or is your word as good as gone The heart is a fickle little thing but it's not like you don't know Will you still love me if my heart turned black Or would you walk away if I don't turn back Or is your word as good as gone The heart is a fickle little thing but it's not like you don't know