Oh my artist, why are you so sad?
With your paint smears and your siamese cat
You should paint a bigger heart
Swallow down to your chest
Maybe even a halo above your head
Oh my piano, why are you so cruel?
It's so hard getting to know you
You could be with a brighter one who knew to play you so good
You could sound so beautiful, you would
Oh my actress, why you act so blue?
With your sunbeams and your silver spoon
You could act like the mountain tops
You could act like the queen
But, oh why, my dear, must you act like me?