Haircut Lyrics - Singles - Kevin Devine

I saw your haircut in a storefront: 

The choppy sides and perfect bangs. 

I loved the way it framed the model's cheekbones, 

The blank expression on her face. 

So I went inside and tried to buy it, 

But I got told it's not for sale. 

I got embarrassed and I decked the sales clerk. 

I stole the wig and ran like hell. 

And I figured I would come and show you, 

So I kept running towards your house; 

Then I remembered I don't have your address 

(At least not the one you live at now). 

So I hurriedd home to get collected, 

To let the red flush from my face. 

I took out my notebook and I sketched you smiling. 

I like to think of you that way. 

Then I put your haircut in my closet 

Next to your t-shirts and your cards. 

I turned the lights out and I sunk in, slowly, 

Counting sheep and breathing hard. 

But when it comes it's way too quickly, 

And it busts apart the faith I've grown: 

See, I can't stop myself from hurting you, 

So I guess I won't.