Heavy eyes, your mind is hopeful
that you can last the night
My mind is heavy, my thoughts are dangling.
As I am hopeful too.
You twist your fingers around my hair,
and try to pull them through

But in the knots, they get caught
and I have to help you out
you'll blame it on my gnarly hair
but you did this to yourself

I am curious about you
and what you do when you're gone.
I brushed my hair out today
so it wouldn't take so long

for you to wrap your heavy fingers
around my golden strands.
You'll pull and tug a little,
I'll say "It doesn't hurt that bad."