The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know Lyrics - Panic! At The Disco

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 

She's the smoke 

She's dancin' 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 

Ballet 

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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 curiosity 

The likes of those of old crows 

The likes of those of old crows 

And oh, how the 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 

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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