Box Of Heart-Shaped Razorblades
I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades
And I want to cut you now
I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades
And I want to scar you now
It's 5 am, and the sun is down
It's cold and so bitter out
I'd ask you for a cigarette
But I know you'd pass out
Babe, I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades
And I ain't afraid to mark you up
Babe, I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades
And I ain't afraid to cut you up
It's 6 am, the sun is now up
It's warmer, it's so hot out
I'd ask for a bandage
But I know you'd leave me
I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades
And I want to cut you now
I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades
And I want to scar you now
