I fell madly in it from the start
and so gladly opened up my heart to you.
I'm a fool for getting myself bruised,
who could bear the thought feeling used?
She cuts her hair just to be
something new, not some preset thing.
She gets scared and starts to run,
she has nothing but a front.
Break me slowly until you find yourself.
When you're ready my stitches will be out.
Why'd you tease me? I followed you around.
Love can't grow from anxiety and doubt.
So embrace your imperfections like your Japanese intentions.
Open up the curtain wide and let the light shine in.
Maybe then you'll never hurt another man, you'll never hurt yourself.
You'll never tell the story of the love you left down south.
Maybe then it's different, maybe then you'll see
the love that's all around you, the love you choose to leave.
Hooper, what are you running from?