the saddest song ever heard.

The saddest song ever heard is following me around Skipping love songs, passing on happy movies and crowds Misery loves company but I didn't invite this muse to my town How this will end I must let it play out Oo aye, to all who bear witness Oo aye, the death of the artist Walk the streets, I'm stuck in the middle of it On my knees, I'm stuck in the middle of it (And it plays on) In my sleep, I'm stuck in the middle of it Let me be, I'm stuck in the middle Stuck in the middle I can dance to this I can dance to this I can dance to this And you won't know my heart's breaking The saddest song ever heard is trying me like new styles Hiding behind ignored calls, bathroom stalls and smiles Dyed my hair to rid of you and flew to new cities But I still found you-shaped sounds drowning the silence in me Oo aye, to all who bear witness Oo aye, the death of the artist Walk the streets, I'm stuck in the middle of it (A dazzling, maddening tune) On my knees, I'm stuck in the middle of it (And it plays on) In my sleep, I'm stuck in the middle of it (You'll know when it plays for you) Let me be, I'm stuck in the middle Stuck in the middle I can dance to this I can dance to this I can dance to this And you won't know my heart's breaking (I can dance to this) The composer heals and the melophile weeps My gift of both is a curse (I can dance to this) While art's not made for the artist only This just might be the first