She was twenty-one
Just moved from Tennessee
And I was feeling young like I knew
All the right things to say
But silence got a way of making you mumble, stumble
Over the reasons I thought she should stay
And I’ve been open hearted searching for a person who
Might feel the same way
She’s been playing me like an old piano
All the notes out of key
But it still sounds good to me
I can feel the weight
Of your breath on my cheek
And I been told the darkest hour
Is just before the morning breaks
(I know it is)
She been playing me like an old piano
All the notes out of key
Somehow singin the right words
Over the wrong melody
But it still sounds good to me
She been playing me like an old piano
But it still sounds good to me
So I’ll just drive you home
And watch the tail lights as you leave
And think of all the things that I coulda said
That might have made you stay with me
And stop playing me like an old piano
All the notes out of key
Somehow singing the right words
Over the wrong melody
She been playing me like an old piano
She been playing me like an old piano
She been playing me like, playing me like, playing me like
But it still sounds good to me
Yeah it sounds like a symphony
Yeah it still sounds good to me
It sounds like a symphony