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You left me on March 16th I haven't slept a day since then I'm living on a diet Of notebook paper and pens And I can't tell the difference 'tween the tears and the rain Salt mingles with water and to me it's all the same Don't wanna celebrate yours and my day Even though it's a week ago Friday And there's nowhere I wanna stay Don't wanna go out oh yeah no Don't wanna ever hear a piano Playing Chopsticks like you used to play You left me on March 16th And ever since I've had the blues Sick in pity when I should Be fancy free and footloose And I can't tell the difference 'tween your love and your hate I still think you're coming and that you are only late Don't wanna celebrate yours and my day Even though it's a week ago Friday And there's nowhere I wanna stay Don't wanna go out oh yeah no SongtexteDon't wanna ever hear a piano Playing Chopsticks like you used to play It was the only thing that you knew You played it into the ground Everybody else thought that it blew But I always loved that sound They were the only notes that you plucked You plucked them time and again Everybody else thought that it sucked But I loved hearing it back then Aus Songtexte Mania