Short hair
Cry to a hoarse throat
You have to play dumb
I turned a blind eye on purpose
You have her hair on your coat
She should listen to you very much
She should follow your steps
Stay at home
Quietly watch the phone
I've cut my hair short
Cut off the worry
Cut a place not to be loved
Long, short, short, long
Every inch is struggling
I've cut my hair short
Cut off the punishment
Cutting the floor hurts my embarrassment
Over and over again, it's clear
Break your love story, your lie
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