Paroles de la chanson Haircut par Noah Kahan
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Storm took the phone lines down and now your ride can't call
And you're bouncing off the walls, I stretched my arms real wide
Tried to break your fall but you got up, mad as hell and told me that I had it all
I tried to heal your wounds just to say I helped
Just to say that some small fame ain't made me someone else
It ain't a high road now, it's just uneven ground
And I ain't even around to slow your speeding down
You told me, "If a lie turned true, a lie it would still be
You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV"
And you're bouncing off the walls, I stretched my arms real wide
Tried to break your fall but you got up, mad as hell and told me that I had it all
I tried to heal your wounds just to say I helped
Just to say that some small fame ain't made me someone else
It ain't a high road now, it's just uneven ground
And I ain't even around to slow your speeding down
You told me, "If a lie turned true, a lie it would still be
You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV"
But at least I got a soul still, even if I'm in a bad place
Even if I'm eating fast food, sleeping at my dad's place
I'm happy for your haircut, I'm glad you got your act cleaned
You're showing up like bad news and leaving like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
Don't need your cosign now, oh, we get along just fine
For two hundred years, we laid bricks in the dirt, for the soil and the compromise
You grew your hair out long, now you think you're Jesus Christ
But there ain't nobody mistaking your guilt for some great sacrifice
You were born into New Hampshire's face, left us for the New York Times
Now you shuffle around like a ghost, telling people how you died
You told me, "If a lie turned true, a lie it would still be
You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV”
But at least I got a soul still, even if I'm in a bad place
Even if I'm eating fast food, sleeping at my dad's place
I'm happy for your haircut, I'm glad you got your act cleaned
You were born into New Hampshire's face, left us for the New York Times
Now you shuffle around like a ghost, telling people how you died
You told me, "If a lie turned true, a lie it would still be
You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV”
But at least I got a soul still, even if I'm in a bad place
Even if I'm eating fast food, sleeping at my dad's place
I'm happy for your haircut, I'm glad you got your act cleaned
You're showing up like bad news and leaving like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
Help me if it helps you write
Help me if it helps you leave
Help me if it helps you lie
Crying in the bathroom, baby, I drove your ass home
You walked into a haunted house and got angry at the ghosts
We were fine without you, baby, long after you're gone
Spare us all the pity, love, save it for the microphone
But at least I got a soul still, even if I'm in a bad place
Help me if it helps you sleep
Help me if it helps you write
Help me if it helps you leave
Help me if it helps you lie
Crying in the bathroom, baby, I drove your ass home
You walked into a haunted house and got angry at the ghosts
We were fine without you, baby, long after you're gone
Spare us all the pity, love, save it for the microphone
But at least I got a soul still, even if I'm in a bad place
Even if I'm eating fast food, sleeping at my dad's place
I'm so happy for your haircut, I'm glad you got your act cleaned
You're showing up like bad news and leaving like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
Help me if it helps you write
Help me if it helps you leave
Help me if it helps you lie
We were fine without you, baby
I'm so happy for your haircut, I'm glad you got your act cleaned
You're showing up like bad news and leaving like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
Help me if it helps you write
Help me if it helps you leave
Help me if it helps you lie
We were fine without you, baby
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