you missed my heart: phoebe bridgers (piano rendition by david ross lawn)

[@emmysorber8013]

Broke into her house, saw her sitting there Drinking coke and whiskey in her bra and underwear Saw him in the kitchen, hanging up the phone I asked him nicely once to pack his things and go He gave her a reassuring look, said he wouldn't leave But I asked him one more time, this time pulled out my shiv Stuck him in the back and I pulled it out slow And I watched him fall down, and as the morning sun rose He looked at me and said "You missed my heart, you missed my heart You got me good, I knew you would But you missed my heart, you missed my heart" Were his last words before he died Looking out the window, up at the blue sky Listening to her scream, listening to her cry A feeling of relief came over my soul I couldn't take it any longer and I lost control I chased her up the stairs and I pinned her to the ground And underneath her whimpering I could hear the sirens sound I rattled off a list of all the things I missed Like going to the movies with her and the way she kissed me Driving into downtown Wheeling, showing her off Backyard barbecues and reunions in the park I said I missed her skin and when she started laughing And while I clenched down on her wrist, she said "that's quite a list But there's one thing you missed "You missed my heart, you missed my heart That's quite a list, but what you really missed You missed my heart, you missed my heart That's quite a list, but what you really missed" Running through the parking lot, running through the fields Policemen on my back, something hit my skull and cracked They dragged me off to jail, set a million dollar bail Where I tried to tie a noose, but I failed and I broke loose I went racing through the prison yard, shot down by a tower guard He got me in the shins, and he got me in the arms They strapped me in the gurney, took me off to the infirmary Where the priest read my last rites And just before, everything went dark I said: "He missed my heart, he missed my heart He got me good, I knew he would But he missed my heart, he missed my heart" And just before, everything went dark The most poetic dream came flowing like the sea Laying there my lifeblood draining out of me A childhood scene, night sky moon beams Fishing with my friends sitting in the wild reeds Watching the Ohio river flow at night Waiting for the bullhead catfishes to bite Downriver from the Moundsville prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville prison graveyard

[@taliaroses]

if you're like me and love this piano playing but want to sing at a tempo closer to the one phoebe uses on the album, change the video speed to 1.5

[@taliaroses]

also, i love the shirt you're wearing in this vid!

[@iiisssssss2661]

new subscriber, the way you play is so emotional and beautiful it gives me chills 😭😭

[@hannahjoyukulele]

sooo beautiful! amazing for studying, sleeping, relaxing. just lovely

[@iiisssssss2661]

beautiful i love this so much

[@kendallnicolemusic]

this is absolutely beautiful. amazing job and thank you for this :)

[@davidrosslawn]

🤎

[@roxyjuly]

balm for my heart tonight

[@weewo4243]

Do you know where I can find the sheet music?

[@Charlotte-gd4dr]

Do you have the sheet music

[@davidchoi2002]

Hey could I possibly use your piano track for my cover?

[@davidrosslawn]

seungjae choi sure!

[@prettymaryk8394]

Would you mind if I used this for my cover? It's so pretty

[@horizonvariations]

Can you please cover FR's Boxing Night? You are incredible.

[@nich4657]

Broke into her house, saw her sitting there Drinking coke and whiskey in her bra and underwear Saw him in the kitchen, hanging up the phone I asked him nicely once to pack his things and go He gave her a reassuring look, said he wouldn't leave But I asked him one more time, this time pulled out my shiv Stuck him in the back, and I pulled it out slow And I watched him fall down, and as the morning sun rose He looked at me, he said "You missed my heart, you missed my heart You got me good, I knew you would But you missed my heart, you missed my heart" Were his last words before he died Looking out the window, up at the blue sky Listening to her scream, listening to her cry A feeling of relief came over my soul I couldn't take it any longer, and I lost control I chased her up the stairs and I pinned her to the ground And underneath her whimpering, I could hear the sirens sound I rattled off a list of all the things I miss Like going to the movies with her and the way she kissed me Driving into downtown Wheeling, showing her off Backyard barbecues and reunions in the park I said I missed her skin when she started laughing While I clenched down on her wrist She said, "That's quite a list, but there's one thing you missed" "You missed my heart, you missed my heart That's quite a list, but what you really missed (You missed my heart) You missed my heart, you missed my heart That's quite a list, but what you really missed" Running through the parking lot, running through the fields Policemen on my back, something hit my skull and cracked They dragged me off to jail, set a million dollar bail Where I tried to tie a noose, but I failed and I broke loose I went racing through the prison yard, shot down by a tower guard He got me in the shins, and he got me in the arms They strapped me in the gurney, took me off to the infirmary Where the priest read my last rites And just before everything went dark, I said "He missed my heart, he missed my heart (You missed my heart) He got me good, I knew he would But he missed my heart, he missed my heart" (You missed my heart) And just before everything went dark The most poetic dream came flowing like the sea Laying there, my lifeblood draining out of me A childhood scene, night sky, moon beams Fishing with my friends, sitting in the wild reeds Watching the Ohio river flow at night Waiting for the bullheaded catfishes to bite Downriver from the Moundsville Prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville Prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville Prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville Prison graveyard Downriver from the Moundsville Prison graveyard

[@carolinafine8050]

Ahem…. Mark Kozelek, not Phoebe

[@BuffaloUS]

I love Phoebe, but yes. Credit where credit is due. This is a cover of what might be the single most amazing set of lyrics ever written. By Mark Kozelek.