You sing such a sad song, baby.

I can hear it being sung beneath your breath

While you sit before my old broken piano.

And you play such a sad song, baby,

Such a sad lamentation that never ends,

Sitting in another room beating up my piano.

And you hear such a sad song, baby.

I wonder why you feel so lost and small,

When I can feel you smiling at my piano.

And you sing such sad song, baby,

That everyone's uncomfortable without knowing it,

But I know it's because of that old broken piano;

Because you play such a sad song, baby.

Such a sad, sad song.