Shave

I threw away my razor
I forgot how to shave
My glasses don't sit nicely
On the nose of my face

I sent a message to you
Said to meet at my place
And though I know you hate me
Just wanna see your face

I called up all my best friends
Of course they couldn't reply
I tried with all there was in me
But I still couldn't cry

I Haven't written a song in a year
I couldn't bring myself to try, (but)
I haven't even been writing songs for a year
So I guess that one was a lie

And I know that I'll be alright
Just gotta last a couple hundred nights
I'm sorry that I did not shave
I don't know if hair suits my face

I promise that it will be gone
Just gotta get some shaving cream
If I can get myself out of bed
Then I will be shaven clean

But I will be okay
Of course it's all just a phase
My glasses are broke
I can't see past the nose of my face (x2)

And I know that I'll be alright
Just gotta last a couple hundred nights
I'm sorry that I did not shave
I don't know if hair suits my face

I promise that it will be gone
Just gotta get some shaving cream
If I can get myself out of bed
Then I will be shaven clean