Bang On The Piano

I wonder if you could be my therapy
It�s kind of awkward but obvious
It�s what I need
I�m not Michelangelo painting a ceiling
But you�re the last shade of red that I�ll be missing

There�s not a pill that I can�t take
You�re just a habit that I can�t break oh

I�ll bang on this piano till the feeling�s come
I�m standing on the edge but my feet can�t jump
Stumbling the words on the back of my tongue
But I won�t stop till the feelings have gone

It�s �bout four in the morning still can�t sleep
And that blanket wrapped around you wish that was me
But I�m just one more cynical dreamer
I never dream like this
I�m pulling out my hair
Pretending I don�t care

There�s not a pill that I can�t take
You�re just a habit that I can�t break, oh

I�ll bang on this piano till the feeling�s come
I�m standing on the edge but my feet can�t jump
Stumbling the words on the back of my tongue
And I won�t stop until the feelings have gone

I don�t need to know where we�re going
I�ll just be the scream and let it out
I can feel the music flowing
I can�t feel it, never felt like this

I�ll bang on this piano till the feeling�s come
I�m standing on the edge but my feet can�t jump
Stumbling the words on the back of my tongue
And I won�t stop until the feelings have gone!