Brandon wants to cut her hair
But she's scared, but she's scared
But she's scared, but she's scared
But she's scared
She really likes the girl in the black
They cut themselves on blades of grass
She really likes the girl in the black
They cut themselves on blades of grass
She won't call you names
You won't have to be afraid, honey
She won't call you names
And you won't have to be afraid at all
She's such an outdoors-man
She kissed her out of boredom
And left her out of sorts
When she took it with a grain of salt
'Cause Brandon really understands
Just what it means
To be a man
Oh I think she really understands
Just what it means to be a man
She won't call you names
You won't have to be afraid, honey
She won't call you names
And you won't have to be afraid at all
So find the one you love
And tell 'em that you do
And try to be yourself
I know that that's confusing
When everybody picks a side:
A divorce, a divorce
A divorce, a divorce
A divorce
I finally saw the blue in your eyes
At the morgue, at the morgue
At the morgue, at the morgue
At the morgue
Oh, I finally saw the blue in in your eyes
At the morgue
At the morgue
At the morgue
