Can't play pretty tunes My head is always messy and I can't walk in a straight line, My path is always, always gritty and I like to play piano but its often out of tune and There are lots of broken fingers in the dark parts of my room
Love me tender, Love me true, Show your colours, black and blue Make another cuppa, on the sofa eating marmalade And i hate to brag, now its forgotten Feeling strange and looking rotten Fighting like a soldier over skinny jeans and pick and mix
fickle like a fruit machine Playing with the cruise ship queen Taking all his apples, And then going to play hide and seek And unless you feel me, Please don’t break me, Please don’t let the rat man take me ‘Cause he thinks I’m weird, Well what’s a girl to do?
Please don't touch Please don't stop and stare Yes, I thank you for your kindness But there's sadness in the air please don't touch 'Cause it makes me jitter, and
Although I lost my mind, sir I think you lost yours quicker Please don't touch
Please don't touch Please don't stop and stare Yes, I thank you for your kindness But there's sadness in the air please don't touch