There was a wall constructed inside of my ripping through my heart   And brick by brick I'll slave to tear it all down      Say goodbye to loneliness the past is finally dead   There is no allegiance the past is finally dead      I felt so trapped a stranger frozen to these streets   With broken bones wounds I swore would never heal   I always hoped for something true but   My emotions were always conflicted, so conflicted   Next stop the Berlin Bridge   I once gave my heart for black hair pale skin and broken English   My life was always so confined   Like being chained against the flow of the gutter      I had no worth only a hunger for excess to fill the gaps   There was no depth to this abyss      So conflicted   From this day forward   I'll wear my heart on my sleeve   It's ten below outside but it's pale in comparison   To how frozen my judgment used to be      There is no regrets the past is finally dead   The past is finally dead   I have no regrets   None