Haircut

I was in a quarter-life crisis
And I couldn't explain
I've been feelin' so different
'bout 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 twenty-one
I had a little life that I always wanted
'Til you dragged me along to your best friends party
Where the conversation always started with

Hey there darlin'
Did ya get ya a haircut?
I think I cut damn near every last one of 'em
I 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 its so soft

No I don't feel different
I still feel fucking lost

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

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

I was in a quarter-life crisis
And I can't explain
Why I feelin' so different
'bout all the same things