These Stains Are Who I Am - Desperation Mustache Lyrics

There is so much out of my control these days
I think I'm gonna cry
I want something big to come along and change my ways
But I don't wanna try
Staring through the mirror at my face
My barren upper lip will be the place

(I'm gonna grow a)
Desperation mustache
Desperation mustache
Desperation mustache

Pencil thin, a waxed spin, handles down to my chin
It's unequivocal!
No follicle of doubt will sprout, it draws you in
It's so individual!
I'm not one to panic or be rash
But it's too late, my razor's in the trash

(I'm gonna grow a)
Desperation mustache
Desperation mustache
Desperation mustache

My desperation mustache will grow all by itself
My desperation mustache will make me somebody else
Oh it doesn't seem so weird
After the mustache I think I'll grow a beard

Weeks go by, dream slowly dies, I wonder if I'm cursed
I think I'm gonna cry
Patchy, scratchy, tacky, terse, oh it's so much worse
But look how hard I tried
Staring through the mirror at my face
Why can't something better take its place

(I'm gonna grow a)
Desperation mustache
Desperation mustache
Desperation mustache