Your Haircut Man Songtext
von Warm Thoughts

I′ll still give you haircuts if you let me.
We can forget we ever tried anything.
I'll sweep your hair up off the floor, seal it in a ziplock bag, and keep it in my top drawer.
But I′m just your haircut man now, so please come and sit down, and let me touch your hair in a perfectly, pleasantly, harmless, platonic way.
But I have to lay here on our couch and listen to you fuck every night.
I want to move out.
I want to move on.
Its not me you're sharing your room with anymore. I want to move out.
I want to move on.
But I have to lay here on our couch and listen to you fuck every night.
I want to move out.
I want to move on.
Its not me you're trying new things with behind closed doors.
I want to move out.
I want to move on.