I've been trying to forget about you But the big purple clouds in the sky highlight every bruise As I walk round 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 You're like some kind of overgrown piano Reaching out your tentacles to me To pull me like a serpent into the 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 Just one angry promise is all I have left to show
This feels like an unsavory fixation Like a little girl who keeps sticking needles into her pets But I've got a tired imagination And I'm ready now to let the last spark die What's the point of struggling against these 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 round Columbus CircleI remember every stupid thing you said But I guess you owned me like a loaf of bread Yeah. I guess you owned me like a loaf of bread
Credits: From the album Giant Chicken, released Sept. 1, 2006. Music and Lyrics by Charlie Cheney Charlie Cheney - Guitar and Vocals David Stoler - Piano Michael Brenneis - Drums Andy Somebody-or-Other - Bass