Feel the strings
They tell you things
Bringing back the basics
Biting the fingertips
As sweet as the reddest lips
Something inside seems to click

It's the sweet, sweet harmony
Or the anger of the muted chug
The grace of the arpeggio
Sweeping through me like a drug
I can't leave it alone
The way this thing sings
Pick it up and hold it close
Close my eyes and feel the strings

It expresses my love
Or anger from above
I just can't put it down
An axe in my hands
I feel like a man
Or I can be a clown

It's the sweet, sweet harmony
Or the anger of the muted chug
The grace of the arpeggio
Sweeping through me like a drug
I can't leave it alone
The way this thing sings
Pick it up and hold it close
Close my eyes and feel the strings

Let's get angry
Time to be nice
Let's make them cry
And do it twice
The heavy rhythms
The sad, sad bends
Do you know what it means
When the song ends?

It's the sweet, sweet harmony
Or the anger of the muted chug
The grace of the arpeggio
Sweeping through me like a drug
I can't leave it alone
The way this thing sings
Pick it up and hold it close
Close my eyes and feel the strings