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   Don'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