Razor Blade

Well good God almighty, Ain’t you finished yet?
I can feel your voice like fingers ‘round my neck.
I could tell you that I love you, but it wouldn’t mean a thing.

We can scream darlin’ til I just can’t see anymore.
Lay my soul out on this cold wooden floor.
And I could tell when it was over, you wouldn’t say a thing.

But your kiss is like a razor blade,
Oh and maybe we were born to lose.

Oh its a hell of a thing.
What did you expect from me?
Darlin’ I’m a hypocrite, and maybe a liar.
Oh but maybe you like it.

Honey, it ain’t a secret, everybody can tell
I’m a hot-headed fool, should be with anyone else.
But I’m Four Roses in and I don’t lke the way he looks at you.

Your kiss is like a razor blade.
Its like salt on an open wound.
Oh we tell each other we can change Or will kill each other trying to.

Oh its a hell of a thing.
What did you expect from me?
Darlin’ I’m a hypocrite, and maybe a liar.
Oh but maybe you like it.

Well your tears are like a hurricane.
you pull me close and go away.
Then you smile and tell me I should stay,
Cause I’m the only one that can love that kind of crazy.

Oh its a hell of a thing.
What did you expect from me?
Darlin’ I’m a hypocrite, and maybe a liar.
Oh but maybe you like it.

Oh it’s a hell of a thing. Makes me week in the knees