Music: Jules Verschueren
Lyrics: Robin Daniel Skinner
Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love
But I guess this avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you-you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
I'll cut-cut hair, leave
I'll cut my hair
I'll cut-cut hair
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this
Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love
But I guess this avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you-you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
I'll cut-cut hair, leave
I'll cut my hair
I'll cut-cut hair
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this