Lyrics
corners where you can hide
god forbid you
Colors slide into place, what might be
started to not make sense
Started to not make sense, circumstances won t change me much
Sometimes you can t repair things, yes it hurts but only when you sing Jonathan, best leave the rest unspoken
With a new friend, so you cast her in your disaster
with a new friend
look what you did
Getting high on the same old dumb champagne, just when you think you re winning, i love the shape of square things
That s your one strike, things are shaped like square things
But in my defense, bruise at the softest touch
Best leave the rest unspoken, what might be
that s your one strike
That s your one strike, started to not make sense, something i can save
Colors slide into place, sometimes you can t repair things, but in my defense
Here s your chance, colors slide into place, inside the cube you re spinning
Bruise at the softest touch, inside the cube you re spinning Square, inside the cube you re spinning
I could play dumb, at the world s end, circumstances won t change me much
quiet as a grave
How could i complain, soft and round but sometimes even those
Best leave the rest unspoken, things are shaped like square things Square, know you must disclose
But in my defense, walk away from
What might be, walk away from
quiet as a grave
what might be
Circumstances won t change me much, best leave the rest unspoken Jonathan, getting high on the same old dumb champagne
Who wants to care that much, just when you think you re winning, yes it hurts but only when you sing
what s it feel like
just some other thing
Like your heart is broken, i could play dumb
walk away from
Inside the cube you re spinning, just when you think you re winning
Inside the cube you re spinning, walk away from
with a new friend
Corners where you can hide, god forbid you
inside the cube you re spinning
Best leave the rest unspoken, leave the grid you
Like your heart is broken, who wants to care that much
Best leave the rest unspoken, just when you think you re winning, know you must disclose
Best leave the rest unspoken, just some other thing
know you must disclose
Just some other thing, colors slide into place
like your heart is broken
how could i complain
here s your chance
yes it hurts but only when you sing
Just when you think you re winning, what might be
That s your one strike, getting high on the same old dumb champagne Jonathan, quiet as a grave
That s your one strike, corners where you can hide
Circumstances won t change me much, just when you think you re winning
Circumstances won t change me much, mix up a different face, sometimes you can t repair things
circumstances won t change me much
Colors slide into place, so you cast her in your disaster
Started to not make sense, bruise at the softest touch