Sharp Objects

Mama always said that love's a crazy game
Watched it drive her wild 'til she went insane (oh, do do do)
Walkin' on the broken glass from picture frames
Guess I didn't learn my lesson from the pain (oh well)

Been told this all my life
The heart cuts deeper than a knife
It's dangerous
But I play with sharp objects
There ain't no guarantee
That loving you won't make me bleed
It's dangerous
But I play with sharp objects

Sh-sh-sharp
Sh-sh-sharp
Yeah, I play with sharp objects
I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp)
I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp)
I'm not afraid
Yeah, I play with sharp objects

Maybe it's because my tongue's a razor blade
But I can take a paper cut with no Band-Aid
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
If there ain't any difference (oh oh oh)
Between lovin' and runnin' with scissors (oh oh oh)
Then I'm a-okay (okay)
'Cause that's the type of the rush I'm cravin'

Been told this all my life
The heart cuts deeper than a knife
It's dangerous (it's dangerous)
But I play with sharp objects
There ain't no guarantee
That loving you won't make me bleed
It's dangerous (it's dangerous)
But I play with sharp objects

Sh-sh-sharp (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Sh-sh-sharp (oh, oh, oh oh oh)
Yeah, I play with sharp objects
I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp)
I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp)
I'm not afraid
Yeah, I play with sharp objects

Na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na (na-na-na)
I'm playing with sharp objects
Playing with them
(Na-na-na, na-na-na)
Playing with them
Na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na
I'm playing with sharp objects



Credits
Writer(s): Barletta Gino, Scott Bruzenak, Annalise Marie Morelli, Alina Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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