If I could have been true because I knew it would be understood If I would have had an attitude To what's the matter that would be good If I could have been radical and not fanatical To the bone
I'm no one's own alone
If I had a heart, I would have a heartache If I had a soul, it was cold If I had the guts, I'd become your murderer
But no one's own alone
If I was a pioneer i would rely on here and now If I could have been ecstatical and not dramatical somehow Now I'm paying my dues and staying amused while singing the blues
But no one's own alone
If I had a heart, I would have a heartache If I had a soul, it was cold If i had the guts, I'd become your murderer