There’s a razor blade beside me
I call it my one true friend, it never speaks just listens
and helps me bleed in the end.
It is the one I run to cause it it takes my pain away
but I wish I could hold you in my arms just like this razor blade.
You’re the one who says he loves me, the one who says he cares
but when I’m sad and want to run to you
you are never there.
So I keep this razor blade beside me
when I feel alone and feel like giving up
but I finally hope you lay beside me cause it will never be enough.