The A-sharp's been flat since Tuesday
Same day you took your clothes
I could call someone to fix it
But I let the discord grow
Middle C reminds me of your laughter
Now it bends a half step wrong
Every chord I try to play here
Sounds the way I feel undone
Maybe I don't want it perfect Maybe broken suits me fine
When the keys ring out of order
They're just singing what's inside
But I'm not ready who needs a cure
Cause the way it sounds all damaged
Keeps me closer to where
you were
There's a rattle in the sustain
Where your hand used to rest
And the bench still holds your weight somehow
On the left side when I press
This piano needs a tuner
But I'm not ready for the cure Cause the way it sounds all damaged
Keeps me closer to where
you were
I'll call him when I'm ready
When the notes don't ache this much
Now I'll play it out of tune And remember your last touch