Samantha Crain - Scissor Tales lyrics
[Samantha Crain - Scissor Tales lyrics]
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?
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?