Madison Cunningham - Beauty into cliches

Oh, how I ^Ffeel for the sky ^FOverused by poetry and ^Crhymes It's in the ^Gsentence that follows ^Am"We stayed ^Gup all ^Fnight" ^FOh, shouldn't it concern me ^FThat we shrink beauty to fit in our ^Cminds? Don't have to ^Glisten to the whole song To ^Amknow what's in the ^Gthird ^Fline

Tell me ^Gshould I feel right, tell me should I feel fine About ^Ftossing the meaning for the ^Csake of the rhyme But ^Garen't we good at turning ^Ambeauty into ^Cclich^Ges?

Oh, how I ^Ffeel for the lonely girl ^FQuickly made into a woman by the ^Cworld They combed ^Gsense through her hair ^AmStraightening ^Gout her ^Fcurls ^FWhile you're waiting for someone to see you ^FYou make fast friends with ^Cabuse And you'll d^Go just about anyt^Amhing it ^Gtells you ^Fto

But I'll ^Gnever feel right, I'll never ^Gfeel fine About ^Fshaping the meaning to ^Cfit in the rhyme ^GChanging the human ^Aminto what ^Gsells and ^Fbuys ^GBut aren't we good at turning ^Ambeauty ^Cinto cliche^Gs?

^GIt's never, ever so alphabetical ^FYou go out of order and they ^Ccall you heretical ^GAnd you just said what ^Amnobody ^Ghad time to ^Fhear ^GPretending the truth isn't explicit ^FWon't censor the people ^Caffected by it G Am Amaj7sus2 F It's like the first time you ever heard real music in your ears

It'll ^Gnever be enough, it'll ^Gnever measure up Turning the ^Fdepth of the ocean to the ^Csize of a cup But ^Garen't we good at turning ^Ambeauty into^G clic^Fhes? It'll ^Gnever make sense, if you ^Gmake sense of it All the ^Fthings that make you cry out of ^Chappiness But ^Fsome things are just ^Ambetter ^Gleft unexpla^Fined But ^Garen't we good at turning ^Ambeauty into^C clic^Ghes?