Lately Ive heard this song, you see,

And it will not let me be.

Its a measure or two with a hell of a groove

But a lot of simplicity.

Its the kind of a song you want to write for your mom

Its the kind of a song that makes you hum for a while

Its the kind of a song thats kind of stupid and dumb.

Just another tarnished diamond for the pile.



And here I am, smashing square pegs into round holes.

Here I am, weakening the whole.



Square pegs, well knock all their blocks off this time

With a hell of a melody rhyme,

Always keeping in mind that Im

As square as they come, well thats fine.

Ill spend all my money and time

Spinning wheels on an incline.



Staying inside has got me doubting my mind

And doing battle with phantoms again.

In the form of some notes,

I think a musical ghost

Is digging dead melodies from my head.

I should be out in the sun, I should be having some fun.

I should be drinking some beer, I should be reading somewhere.

I should be seeing my wife instead of wasting my nights

And from all that I hear I should be getting my hair cut



But here I am, with 53 chords and broken horn lines.

But here I am, losing my mind.



Square pegs, well knock all their blocks off this time

With a hell of a melody rhyme,

Always keeping in mind that Im

As square as they come, well thats fine.

Ill spend all my money and time

Spinning wheels on an incline.