[Verse 1]
He’s a shot at sculpture
He’s a death conductor
And his only score is burning
So they hit the door drums
And joint the score down
It’s a wideless dead end summer
Like a violin scray
Like the hiss of a tank
Only sounds are nerving
And it needs us the most
’cause it feeds off the host
And it softly stays disturbing

[Pre-Chorus]
Here’s a ticket for the front row view
The saddest Orchestra, it only plays for you

[Chorus]
Ever so sadly, ever so slightly out of tune
Ever so sadly, ever so slightly out of tune

[Verse 2]
Passing ships in the night
Not an end in sight
And we're stuck in uncharted waters
Saw you shrink in your chair
As it resolves nowhere
And it ends in quiet disorder
[Pre-Chorus]
Here’s a ticket for the front row view
The saddest Orchestra, it only plays for you

[Chorus]
Ever so sadly, ever so slightly out of tune
Ever so sadly, ever so slightly out of tune


[Outro]
There is no beauty in here
We keep our hands in the dirt
Don't need to seek a prayer
Or say any poignant words
Even the good and bad
Need you in sickness and health
There is no beauty in here
I don’t want anyone else

[Chorus]
Ever so sadly, ever so slightly out of tune
Ever so sadly, ever so slightly out of tune