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

Copyright: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BILLY MANN, JACK MCMANUS, MARTIN BRAMMER, STEPHEN PAUL ROBSON