Square Lyrics

Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?

Is anybody listening?

Is anybody there?

Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?

The ones that keep the closest

Does anybody care?

Regardless, he'll fly high

For the rest of life

Alone or by his side

For the rest of life

Look at him

The duality of man really suited him

Coz look at the masks and way that he says what he says when he's making a fool of em

An expert at seeming so cool again

Personality is a tool to him

Is anybody paying attention to all of the cracks in his masks that he choose for him?

And yet he still longs for companionship and some acknowledgement

He wonders if he's alienated everyone who talks to him

With silly mind games meant to test that people found preposterous

A of lack of trust and a scarred heart is some of what be causing this

But really he's a square

More simple minded than he lets on, no one is aware

Coz shields go up and puzzles made for those who seem to care

The logic is if you'll jump through the hoops he'll know you're rare

Is it fair?

Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?

Is anybody listening?

Is anybody there?

Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?

The ones that keep the closest

Does anybody care?

Regardless, he'll fly high

For the rest of life

Alone or by his side

For the rest of life

Is it even realistic?

In this world we live in can people even be that altruistic?

He expects a lot with the promise that he gon' lead em in his mission

And that's not a lot of trust to those who should be friends and not minions

Uh, so he loses some friends

But the pride in his heart tells him that it won't be the end

He views it all as fate, that they were never meant to blend

Consequences of years hurt numbed the pain where this all stems

Coz he'd rather keep his distance and have someone drift away

Than to let somebody in and feel the pain that's from the shame

When you open up your heart for someone to reject the plain

Nature of a square who shifts through masks and pretends it's all a game

Man

Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?

Is anybody listening?

Is anybody there?

Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?

The ones that keep the closest

Does anybody care?

Regardless, he'll fly high

For the rest of life

Alone or by his side

For the rest of life