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He's a 5 foot 10 in leather and spiky hair.
Everybody who's staring wouldn't believe that this guy's my man.
I should've known I was wrong.
When I left him for a life in pity but,
They say you never know it's spiky until it's gone.
Guess I failed to, help you
And you're styling it very bad
Am I supposed to leave you know?
When your hair needs a cut
I can't believe what I just gave away,
Now I can't take it back.
I don't wanna get lost
I don't want anyone else to cut it
Am I supposed to leave you know?
When your hair needs a cut.
He's all dressed up for TV and photo-shoots
Wanna style it real nice, spray it a bit, if only I could cut it off (only I could it off)
But it's out of my reach, forever
And just a week ago it was next to me
It's so ironic how I had to lose just to see…
That I failed to, help you
And you're styling it so-soo baaaad…
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I don't wanna forget it
I don't even wanna try
How am I supposed to live my life…?
When your hair needs a cut (cut, cut, cut, cut)
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