Tom: E
F#
Get in your zone
F#
Don't even look at them at all
D#m D
Their shallow observations will only stall the transformation
F#
You've become art
How could they even start to see
D#m D
Beyond your presentation when they've got no imagination?
A B D
But I admit it would be easier
A B D
To be relieved of all this shame
A
And not have to wear it on my sleeve
B D
I imagine it's quite nice for you
A B
To have so many chances
D B
Oh so many ways to be redeemed
[Verse 2]
F# E D C#
But as for me
F# D#m
I can only be forgiven if I'm givin' myself up to you
D
On a silver serving tray
F#
Must I bare myself to the stabbing of your knife and gnashing teeth
D#m D
While our lovely company appears so entertained?
A B D
Ah, yes, good etiquette demands
A B D
I remain soft and accessible in the face of my own ending
A B D
So I will try to be discreet
A B
Through my full-blown implosion
D B F# E D C#
I'll stay golden and retreat into my sweetest fantasy
[Bridge]
F# D#m
The one where you are crying
B C#
And I don't do anything at all
F# D#m
The one where you are crying
B C#
And I don't do anything at all
C#m B D
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 3]
A B D
My world has turned so cold but I won't cry
A B D
Cause icicles don't soften when they die
So why should I?
B
Why should I?
[Chorus]
A B D
Oh, icicles don't soften when they die
A B
They sharpen into sabers
D
And they stab you in the eye
A B D
Icicles don't soften when they die
A B
They sharpen into sabers
D
And they stab you in the eye
A B D
Oh, oh, icicles don't soften when they die
A B
They sharpen into sabers
D
And they stab you in the eye
A B D
Icicles don't soften when they die
A B
They sharpen into sabers
A B
And they stab you in the eye
F# E D C#
In the eye
