©2006, Charlie Cheney

I've been trying to forget about you
But the big purple clouds in the sky highlight every bruise
As I walk around Columbus Circle
I remember every stupid thing you said
But I guess you thought you owned me like a loaf of bread

I feel like an out of tune piano
I'm worn out, dusty, broke down
I feel like an overturned piano
I'm smashed in and stepped on
And you're like some kind of overgrown piano
Reaching out your tentacles to me
To pull me like a serpent into the sea

I've been worried about the weather
I've boarded up and strapped down everything I own
I haven't had two nickels to rub together
In the five years since you let me go
One angry promise is all I have left to show

This feels like an unsavory fixation
Like a little girl who keeps sticking needles in her pets
But I've got a tired imagination
I'm ready now to let the last spark die
What's the point in struggling against those clouds in the sky?

I've been trying to forget about you
But the big purple clouds in the sky highlight every bruise
As I walk around Columbus Circle
I remember every stupid word you said
But I guess you owned me like a loaf of bread

I guess you owned me like a loaf of bread