I wonder if you could be my therapy<br>
It’s kind of awkward but obvious<br>
It’s what I need<br>
I’m not Michelangelo painting a ceiling<br>
But you’re the last shade of red that I’ll be missing<br>
<br>
There’s not a pill that I can’t take<br>
You’re just a habit that I can’t break oh<br>
<br>
I’ll bang on this piano till the feeling’s come<br>
I’m standing on the edge but my feet can’t jump<br>
Stumbling the words on the back of my tongue<br>
But I won’t stop till the feelings have gone<br>
<br>
It’s ’bout four in the morning still can’t sleep<br>
And that blanket wrapped around you wish that was me<br>
But I’m just one more cynical dreamer<br>
I never dream like this<br>
I’m pulling out my hair<br>

Pretending I don’t care<br>
<br>
There’s not a pill that I can’t take<br>
You’re just a habit that I can’t break, oh<br>
<br>
I’ll bang on this piano till the feeling’s come<br>
I’m standing on the edge but my feet can’t jump<br>
Stumbling the words on the back of my tongue<br>
And I won’t stop until the feelings have gone<br>
<br>
I don’t need to know where we’re going<br>
I’ll just be the scream and let it out<br>
I can feel the music flowing<br>
I can’t feel it, never felt like this<br>
<br>
I’ll bang on this piano till the feeling’s come<br>
I’m standing on the edge but my feet can’t jump<br>
Stumbling the words on the back of my tongue<br>
And I won’t stop until the feelings have gone<br>