Local Natives - Cubism dream

"Cubism Dream" Dm. C She flew across the sea F. C A# We talked on a small screen Dm. C A cubism dream F. C. A# The most beautiful squares I'd ever seen Dm. C The canvas was free F. C. A# A gift good mother gave to me Dm. C. F. C. A# We joked at how they talked so differently (Repeat chord pattern) I will never know what had rot my heart It just came and went in the dark I had changed into the certain kind of man That could break your heart with his own hands We were to scan our own towns And make good on what we found Oh, what a fool I was to think That I could get by on a smile and a wink I make a friend, I make you sick Could you even imagine a kiss? We spoke of how we talked so differently I spoke of how I felt so differently I will never know what had rot my heart It just came and went in the dark I had changed into the certain kind of man That could break your heart with his own hands