Scissor Tales

Scissor tales staring down
So I look down too and I see through, I see through
The ground, the brown earth, thick and wet
My feet don't have their hold and yet
What will I do? What will I do?

I haven't been brushing my hair cause you say you don't care
I've been standing out in the rain so you come dry me off again

Scissor tales staring down
So I look down too and I see through, I see through
The ground, the brown earth, thick and wet
My feet don't have their hold and yet
What will I do? What will I do?

You cried in the back seat, one tear came down your cheek
It landed on my bare arm and rolled down in defeat

Scissor tales staring down
So I look down too and I see through, I see through
The ground, the brown earth, thick and wet
My feet don't have their hold and yet
What will I do? What will I do?

I swear the lonely people sit out in the desert to cry
Broken glass and railroad tires, my heart all full of sighs

Scissor tales staring down
So I look down too and I see through, I see through
The ground, the brown earth, thick and wet
My feet don't have their hold and yet
What will I do? What will I do?

Now I'm thinking I want to go early
While there's still someone left to admire
Brother don't you worry
I won't leave you without saying goodbye

Scissor tales staring down
So I look down too and I see through, I see through
The ground, the brown earth, thick and wet
My feet don't have their hold and yet
What will I do? What will I do?