Hot Chip

I clamored for love today
The notes are all broke
I wrapped all the pages 'round
And made me a home
I opened my mouth today
The teeth and the nose
I ran my hand 'cross the scales
Here's what I wrote…
It's my piano
It's my piano
It's my piano, so
You leave it all alone
It's my piano
It's my piano, so
It's my piano
You leave it all alone
It's my piano
It's my piano
It's my piano, so
You leave it all alone
It's my piano
It's my piano, so
It's my piano
You leave it all alone
I couldn't come up today
I fell in a hole
Everything's brown today
Even my gold
My wrist is full holding it
And you I behold
I want to be on with it
And weep and grow old…