I'd rather cut my hair short in winter. I'd rather just break off and lose all of my fingers. I'd rather bite my tongue than admit to my love. I'd rather just stay home than have to walk back alone. I try my best to keep up with the times but it just leaves me out of breath and a little too far behind. I tried to make good on my debt but that shit will extend long after we're all dead. And I love to see you, but these days I work too much. I've written too many songs about how I like you too much and I admit that I've been sad but I know it's not goodbye forever. I'll keep working on my plans to stay ahead of the weather. You're bleeding through your clothes. A bandage that should have been changed weeks ago.
Lyrics submitted by forthekidintheback