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Panic! At The Disco - The Piano Knows Something I lyrics

I wont cut my beard and I wont change my hair,
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere.
My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse,
I’d put a statue of myself upon the shelf, of course, of course,
Of course.

She’s the smoke, she’s dancing fancy pirouettes,
Swan diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette.
She’s steam, laughing on the windowpanes.
The never-ending swaying haze,
Oh that ever smiling maze,
Oh that ever smiling maze,
A ballet!

Everything’s gone missing, I’ve lost more songs to floods.
I can’t prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does.
Perhaps, I was born with the curiosity,
The likes of those of old crows,
The likes of those of old crows.
And oh how that piano knows,
The piano knows something I don’t know.

I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair,
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere.
My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse,
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course,
Of course.
Of course, of course
Of course.
Of course, of course,
Of course
Of course.