Jonathan Coulton - Square things

^EI love the shape of squ^Amare thi^C7ngs ^FBut in m^B7y defens^Ee ^ERight at the edge is whe^Amre thi^C7ngs ^FStarted to no^B7t make se^Ense

^EInside the cube you're sp^Aminnin^C7g ^FColors slide i^B7nto pla^Ece ^EJust when you think you're w^Aminnin^C7g You m^Fix up a d^B7ifferent face

^C#mThen you ^G#wish for ^BBigger f^F#ish or ^AJust some^E other th^F#ing ^C#mSo you c^G#ast her ^BIn your dis^F#aster ^AYes, it hurts, but o^Amnly when you sing

^ELike your heart is b^Amroke^C7n ^FBruise at the so^B7ftest touc^Eh ^EBest leave the rest uns^Ampoken^{C7 F}Who wants to car^B7e that much

^C#mHere's your c^G#hance kid ^BLook what y^F#ou did ^AHow could ^EI compl^F#ain ^C#mAt the wo^G#rld's end ^BWith a n^F#ew friend ^AGetting high on the s^Amame old dumb champagne

^EStill me, quiet as a gr^F#ave ^C#mI could p^Blay dumb ^AWalk aw^Amay from ^EWhat might be something I could s^F#ave ^C#mTake my c^Bhances ^ACircums^Gtances won't change me much

^C#mGod for^G#bid you ^BLeave the g^F#rid you ^AKnow you m^Eust disc^F#lose ^C#mThat's your o^G#ne strike ^BWhat's it f^F#eel like ^ASoft and round, but s^Amometimes even those

^EThings are shaped like squa^Amre thi^C7ngs ^FCorners where yo^B7u can hide^{E E}Sometimes you can't repa^Amir thi^C7ngs ^FEveryone cho^B7ose a si^Ede