I stopped playing my piano
I don\'t know why, but its been a while
Since I\'ve felt the ivory covered wood
Under my moving fingers hoods
I played it for you, though you didn\'t know
For I played it in my room alone
After we got close, we started talking
Meeting in and out of school, laughing
Talking of faraway dreams
Hazy, like the way you\'re eyes looked under the sunlight beams
I told you secrets I\'d never told before
Gave you my heart untorn
And it inspired me, you inspired me
To play those ivory covered keys
\'Till I made a beautiful tune
Beautiful, but nothing compared to you
But lately I haven\'t been able to play
Because now, its not the same
My piano seems to have changed the way it sings
And when I opened it up, I realized the chords were now hitting heartstrings
Hammering, feeling, pulling, plucking, at every beat
Every note, every minor and major, feeling like concrete
Smashing into my heart
Something ethereal, something more than art.
And I lied
What a big surprise, right?
I know why I don\'t play
Its just easier not to say
Its because I placed my heart in your open palms
And smiled at all your jokes, or when you complimented me for my lip balm
But then you did the same to her
And at first I didn\'t think much of it at all
As I happily wore your sweater
Oblivious to the fact that now she\'s the one you walk down the halls
But somehow, I still don\'t think its your fault
I think its mine, though I wish I could say I thought
Because I\'m the stupid one to try with you
But obviously something seemed to have been confused
I should have proceeded with caution
Now I\'m just another option.
So now I play my piano elaborately
A tune that\'s broken, intricate, beautiful blasphemy
And now I finally know why I couldn\'t play before
Because I think a part of me knew
And I can\'t lie to it how I lie to you
So now I play out all my sorrows
And later, cry in bed until tomorrow
But I can play my piano now
Now that you aren\'t around