(Verse 1)
I’m staring at the mirror, scissors in my hand
Tracing every inch of this length, strand by strand
It’s grown too heavy, it reaches down my back
Like a history written in the dark, fading to black.
Some say that hair carries memories, deep inside the curl
The history of a woman, the secrets of a girl.
(Pre-Chorus)
It holds the ones you wanna remember, the touch of a hand
And the ones you’d rather forget, the things we never planned.
I look at the reflection, and I think I’ve understood
That in my case, I guess the bad outshines the good.
(Chorus)
If I could, I’d rather forget over half of my life
Cut away the tension, cut away the strife.
Watch the pieces hit the floor, sever every tie
Leave the heavy silence and the breathless reasons why.
I’m tired of holding on to things I can’t save
'Cuz the good ones are turning to ashes daily.
(Verse 2)
We don’t speak of the rules, or the lines we had to walk
It’s all in the quiet, it’s all in how we talk.
It’s not about the distance, or where we wake up now
It’s the weight of a promise, the breaking of a vow.
You’re woven in the texture, you’re tangled in the knots
A collection of "I love yous" and "loves me nots."
(Bridge)
Snip.
Let it fall.
Let the color fade away.
I don’t want to carry yesterday into today.
Burn the script, sweep the floor
I don’t want to be that person anymore.
(Chorus)
If I could, I’d rather forget over half of my life
Cut away the tension, cut away the strife.
Watch the pieces hit the floor, sever every tie
Leave the heavy silence and the breathless reasons why.
I’m tired of holding on to things I can’t save
'Cuz the good ones are turning to ashes daily.
(Outro)
Yeah, the good ones turn to ashes...
And the bad ones stay the same.
Short hair, new face.
But I still whisper your name.
YSN
