You struck a minor chord in me,
Now I'm making top line melodies
Out of every word you speak, honey.
I need a little harmony,
So I try for a happy song
But it feels so wrong
With a story so bleak.
And maybe if you'd struck a major,
I would've made a score of all your favourite notes.
But you hit all of the black keys,
Now my piano piece sounds like my heart did
The second it broke.
And I play it through the ice cold winter nights,
It cuts my guitar strings like a knife,
I chose it as the soundtrack of my life with you.
I let the music lead the way,
As I try to dance in time
With the rhythm that you play, honey.
But you change your tune every day,
So I miss the mark and then
Write the bar again
Cause you know I'll always stay.
And maybe if you'd struck a major,
I would've made a score of all your favourite notes.
But you hit all of the black keys,
Now my piano piece sounds like my heart did
The second it broke.
And I play it through the ice cold winter nights,
It cuts my guitar strings like a knife,
I chose it as the soundtrack of my life with you.
And so I add it to the playlist I listen to when I drive.
It's just another lost dream and a scene to romanticise.
I know that I'm not the one that you want and I pitched too high,
So let the band play on as I,
Take to the stage with a smile on my face,
And I search in the crowd just to see if you showed up.
You're out of town, 'cause your ex is around,
And I don't write the music you like, this I know but,
I changed the setlist for you, just like I changed myself,
I live my whole life for you, you live for someone else.
Someone who gives you what you need,
With none of those
Insecure, 'we've been here before',
Kinda rows you'd have with me, honey.
A beautiful chorus in the wrong key,
A record that has to end before it starts again,
And the story just repeats.
And maybe if you'd struck a major,
I would've made a score of all your favourite notes.
But you hit all of the black keys,
Now my piano piece sounds like my heart did
The second it broke.m
And I play it through the ice cold winter nights,
It cuts my guitar strings like a knife,
I chose it as the soundtrack of my life with you.
And so I add it to the playlist I listen to when I drive.
It's just another lost dream and a scene to romanticise.
I know that I'm not the one that you want and I pitched too high.
I chose it as the soundtrack of my life with you.