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I want to cut my hair My bangs are way overgrown And I'm so scared That you'll leave me for someone more beautiful Here I am in my solitude It's hard to understand Why I care about what I look like More than who I am I want to know you more I look to you and you opened up the door And as scared as I am I have to make a run for it You see me differently In another life What you feel inside You haven't looked in a mirror for quite some time I'm on the other side saying We could have a house on top of a hill Take your car to a placе we've nevеr been Then go home and make out on the couch "Is this alright?" I tell myself Wish I wasn't so narcissistic Wish that I was easier to deal with Wish I could love you without needing Letras de cancionesSome type of therapeutic assistance Wish I wasn't so narcissistic Wish that I was easier to deal with Wish I could love you without needing Some type of therapeutic assistance Wish I wasn't so narcissistic Wish that I was easier to deal with Wish I could love you without needing Some type of therapeutic assistance From Letras Mania