Chiodos - 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