I'd sing for you until my vocal chords bled and I dread the day I can no longer play piano because its always been the only way I've ever known how to say that I love you without moving my lips or spreading my hips so I'll go until I can't feel my finger tips because what's something beautiful without a little pain? life's not worth living if you never go insane. so I'll play this ******* piano until I give myself arthritis but the night is young and our souls are old and my hands break more than they hold.