If I Cut My Hair Lyrics

If I Cut My Hair lyrics

You keep tugging on my shirt,

just to pull me closer.

One single
step at a time.

Your skin against mine.

I can just feel you
wondering.

Fit to be tied,



Fit to be tied.

Fit to be,
fit to be tied.



I feel weak.

Thrown in wide open spaces.

We turn ourselves inside out,

expose what we're afraid to see.



And I know what you're thinking.

I tell myself.

I keep
pulling

I keep pulling



Now grown numb.

Petrified, I
think.

No, no you don't mean it.

You simply say it, because you
like the way that it sounds



I feel weak.

Thrown in wide open
spaces.

We turn ourselves inside out,

expose what we're afraid to
see.



And I know what you're thinking.

I feel weak,

And
I give up.

And I give up.

Sell it well.

C'mon and sell it,
sell it.

Sell it well.

C'mon and sell it, sell it.

I feel
weak