Box Of Razorblades
I've got a box of razor blades
I hear them shining in the sun
I'm going to get myself a bullet
I'm going to put it in your gun
You're going to point it to my head dear
For all those pretty things you made me do
I'll cut myself away from here
Getting over you
We've got nothing left to live for
Yeah you and I are stones
You've just got that filthy little smile
To stop me going home
I'm never going home
I'e got a box of razor blades
Just like your teeth against my skin
I can see your knives are out now
But are they ever going in?
How well do you think you know me?
Can you see a crack or two?
I've been secretly unfolding
Getting over you
Don't you know that love won't ever be the answer
Though you bring me to my knees
And if we drowned, we could drink forever
Sober I just bleed
Sober I just bleed
You know I keep your name tattooed across my shoulders
If I had a way to serve you better than I would
I've just got to keep my distance from your calm composure
I'd lose it if I could
I've got a box of razor blades
Do you think that I would dare?
Dare to end my life this way
Without a reason or a care
I just wanted you to know me
I didn't think I'd have to choose
And watch my dreams become a nightmare
I'm never getting over you
Sinking through the silence of your answer
I feel you in my bones
I could have been your angel of protection
But I'm better off alone
You know I keep your name tattooed across my shoulders
If I had a way to serve you better than I would
I've just got to keep my distance from your calm composure
I'd lose it if I could
And now I'm just so fucking tired
Of always having to be strong
If I hadn't been so stubborn
I wouldn't have to prove you wrong
I just keep my candle burning
A little flame across the sky
I only signed up for a lifetime
If you love me let me die
I hear them shining in the sun
I'm going to get myself a bullet
I'm going to put it in your gun
You're going to point it to my head dear
For all those pretty things you made me do
I'll cut myself away from here
Getting over you
We've got nothing left to live for
Yeah you and I are stones
You've just got that filthy little smile
To stop me going home
I'm never going home
I'e got a box of razor blades
Just like your teeth against my skin
I can see your knives are out now
But are they ever going in?
How well do you think you know me?
Can you see a crack or two?
I've been secretly unfolding
Getting over you
Don't you know that love won't ever be the answer
Though you bring me to my knees
And if we drowned, we could drink forever
Sober I just bleed
Sober I just bleed
You know I keep your name tattooed across my shoulders
If I had a way to serve you better than I would
I've just got to keep my distance from your calm composure
I'd lose it if I could
I've got a box of razor blades
Do you think that I would dare?
Dare to end my life this way
Without a reason or a care
I just wanted you to know me
I didn't think I'd have to choose
And watch my dreams become a nightmare
I'm never getting over you
Sinking through the silence of your answer
I feel you in my bones
I could have been your angel of protection
But I'm better off alone
You know I keep your name tattooed across my shoulders
If I had a way to serve you better than I would
I've just got to keep my distance from your calm composure
I'd lose it if I could
And now I'm just so fucking tired
Of always having to be strong
If I hadn't been so stubborn
I wouldn't have to prove you wrong
I just keep my candle burning
A little flame across the sky
I only signed up for a lifetime
If you love me let me die
Credits
Writer(s): Hana Piranha, Garry Mitchell, Mishkin Fitzgerald, Simon Justin Field, Milene Corinne Andree Letertre
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