this is television late night television
scripted with precision a corner store pulp fiction
sits where your heart isnt and with your eyes so green
and your pinkish theme you've made an old friend seem
rather dead to me alas the weapon sex can be
your bodys a weapon and your afraid it could get out
a friend of the devil and your afraid it could get out
dont say i dont cut when i do i do i do and
dont say im lying when im true im true im true i do i do
the razor
you were all suspicious
so vial and omnicious with a heart so vicious
dare you ask what this is this is so delicious
to eat the best of you like the others do
who take your pride from you
your driving the embassy the jets, its all the same to me
your bodys a weapon and your afraid it could get out
a friend of the devil and your afraid it could get out
dont say i dont cut when i do i do i do and
dont say im lying when im true im true im true i do i do
the razor the razor
dont say were healing when its just not what we do
so many suitors i dont even have a suit to ware
so many influential fingers running through your hair
i am the razor in the hands of your heart and
i am the razor in the hands of god
dont say i dont cut when i do i do i do and
dont say im lying when im true im true im true i do i do
the razor the razor and
dont say were healing when its just not what we do
dont say were healing when its just not what we do
dont say were healing when its just not what we do