I always keep my promises... except the ones I make to myself

Down with the scissors, up with the hair!

...ohh don't you just wanna put your fingers through that??? Love it!

There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me

Someone...someone who SEES me

and if I left without warning...would it make a difference?

...and I'll be here waiting

I feel I have to withhold my sweetness from you

Because you might crumble it up and toss it away

And since it's a part of me I actually like, I guard it safe