Come on give me a break, what is the point if I stay
There’s not that much I can say
I never really knew your mom anyway
And now she’s crying in the bathroom
I’m standing on the back porch for support
And she is begging you not to cut your hair
Cause curly hair don’t look good cut short

And you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again
Yeah, you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again, again

You got a rash on your neck just below the line
Where at your shirt stops covering and leaves your skin bare
It’s such an unimportant detail
That has nothing to do with anything
But it's the only thing I remember from when I cut your hair

And you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again
Yeah, you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again
And there are not so many options, there's not so many ways that this could possibly end
So you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again, again