text: 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
  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