I could shave my head for you
And make sure you see me do it
Throw dishes at your head
'Cause it's what you were expecting
Have you pick my bloody head up off the floor
Boy, they warned you this was not worth fighting for

Is this what you thought it would be like?
Maybe, baby – you thought I'd be crazy

I am fine to walk alone
I don't need you there to walk me home
I'll handle fights with house keys and my phone
'Cause I'd rather put together my IKEA chairs
With glasses of red wine to your explaining their design

I could beg you not to leave
Have you call me on the hour
And feign heartbreak every time
You leave the room but
That all seems like so much work to me
And I'm sorry, man, I guess that I would rather just be lazy

Is this what you thought it would be like?
Maybe, baby – you thought I'd be crazy

I am fine to walk alone
I don't need you there to walk me home
I'll handle fights with house keys and my phone
'Cause I'd rather put together my IKEA chairs
With glasses of red wine to your explaining their design

I'd never shave my head for you
I'd never shave my head for you
I'd never shave my head for you