Haircut

I was in a quarter-life crisis and I couldn't explain
I been feelin' so different about all the same things
Remember that summer that I shaved my head
Just to prove that I had control over somethin'?

I played the Sims 'til I was 21
I had a little life that I always wanted
'Til you dragged me along to your best friend's party
Where the conversation always started with

"Hey there, darlin', did ya get your haircut?"
I'll think I cut damn near every last one of 'em
I'll make jokes when I've been feelin' uncomfortable
Am I alright? I really think I'm in trouble

I walked in, you said, "Damn, that's a shaved head!"
"Did you go to the barber, ask for a Natalie Portman?"
Actually, I was blacked out and alone in my bathroom
Shavin' my own head in the mirror

And sure you can touch it, and
Yes, it's so soft
And no, I don't feel different
I still feel fucking lost

"Hey there, darlin', did ya get your haircut?"
I'll think I cut damn near every last one of 'em
I'll make jokes when I've been feelin' uncomfortable
Am I alright? I really think I'm in trouble

"Hey there, darlin', did ya get your haircut?"
I'll think I cut damn near every last one of 'em
I'll make jokes when I've been feelin' uncomfortable
Am I alright? I really think I'm in trouble (trouble)

Feel different, feel different
Feel different, feel different
Feel different, feel different
And I don't anymore, and I don't anymore

And I don't anymore, and I don't anymore
And I don't anymore, and I don't anymore
And I don't anymore, and I don't anymore
And I don't anymore, and I don't anymore

I was in a quarter-life crisis (feel different)
And I can't explain (feel different)
Why I'm feelin' so different (feel different)
About all the same things (feel different)

Feel different, feel different
And I don't anymore, and I don't anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Miya Folick, Peter Campbell Martin
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