unlock this door
the curiosity becomes a scream
what could be behind it
behind this door
stands a piano
the keys are dusty
the strings are out of tune
behind this door
she sits at the piano
but she doesn't play anymore
oh, that was so long ago
There, at the piano
I listened to her
and if she began to play
I would hold my breath
She said to me
I'll always stay with you
but it only seemed
that she played for me alone
I poured her blood
in the fire of my rage
I locked the door
they asked for her
There, at the piano
I listened to her
and if she began to play
I would hold my breath
There, at the piano
I stood beside her
it seemed
she played for me alone
The door is open
I heard the mother plea
The father struck out at me
They tore her from her chair
No one believed me there
This is so insane
from sorrow and the stench
There, at the piano
I listened to her
and if she began to play
I would hold my breath
There, at the piano
she listened to me
and when I began to play
she held her breath
