come on give me a break, what is the point if i stay? there's not much i can say, i never really knew your mom anyway and now she's crying in the bathroom i'm standing on the back porch for support and she's begging you not to cut your hair 'cause curly hair don't look good short
and you've gotta do this now or you can never come home again yeah you've gotta do this now or you can never come home again, again
you got a rash on your neck just below the line where your shirt stops covering and leaves your skin bare. it's such an unimportant detail that has nothing to do with anything but it's the only thing i remember from when i cut your hair.
and you've got to do this now or you can never come home again yeah you've gotta do this now or you can never come home again, again
and there are not so many options, not so many ways that this could possibly end.
yeah you've gotta do this now or you can never come home again, again