Verse 1: Gb Get in your zone Gb Don't even look at them at all Ebm D Their shallow observations will only stall the transformation Gb You've become art How could they even start to see Ebm 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: Gb E D Db But as for me Gb Ebm I can only be forgiven if I'm givin' myself up to you D On a silver serving tray Gb Must I bare myself to the stabbing of your knife and gnashing teeth Ebm 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 Gb E D Db I'll stay golden and retreat into my sweetest fantasy Bridge: Gb Ebm The one where you are crying B Db And I don't do anything at all Gb Ebm The one where you are crying B Db And I don't do anything at all Dbm 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 Gb E D Db In the eye
