William H. Drummond writes

Combing My Hair in the Dark

It’s four in the morning
Without any warning
I’m slipping away from your lies
I’m freeing my soul
Making myself whole
Before all that’s inside of me dies

Chorus: 
I’m combing my hair in the dark

I’m hoping the dog doesn’t bark
My escape must be clean
I don’t want to be seen 
So I’m combing my hair in the dark

I’m afraid I might do
Something evil to you
And I know I would not lose my nerve
You’re not worth the time
I would pay for the crime
Of giving you what you deserve

Chorus 
I’m combing my hair in the dark
I’m hoping the dog doesn’t bark
My escape must be clean
I don’t want to be seen
So I’m combing my hair in the dark

Once you were sweet
You made my life complete
And I loved you with all that I am
I swooned and I laughed
But I must have been daft
For your love was nothing but a sham

Chorus 
I’m combing my hair in the dark
I’m hoping the dog doesn’t bark
My escape must be clean
I don’t want to be seen
So I’m combing my hair in the dark

You lied and deceived
Played on all I believed
And you used me as your human tool
But I see through you now
And I take a new vow
No longer will I be your fool

Chorus 
I’m combing my hair in the dark
I’m hoping the dog doesn’t bark
My escape must be clean
I don’t want to be seen
So I’m combing my hair in the dark

So I’m going away
Where? I really can’t say
Doesn’t matter as long as I’m free
And I’ll hold my head high
And I swear I won’t cry
And I’m taking the doggy with me

Chorus 
I’m combing my hair in the dark
I’m hoping the dog doesn’t bark
My escape must be clean
I don’t want to be seen
So I’m combing my hair in the dark

-- Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simon