Razor Blade - Noah Guthrie

Well good God almighty, ain’t you finished yet?

I can feel your voice like fingers round my neck

I could tell you that I love you, but it wouldn’t mean a thing

We can scream darlin' til I just can’t see anymore

Lay my soul out on this cold wooden floor

And I could tell when it was over, you wouldn’t say a thing

But your kiss is like a razor blade

Oh and maybe we were born to lose

Oh its a hell of a thing

What did you expect from me?

Darling I’m a hypocrite, and maybe a liar

Oh but maybe you like it

Well it ain’t a secret, everybody can tell

I’m a hot-headed fool, should be with anyone else

But I’m Four Roses in and I don’t lke the way he looks at you

Your kiss is like a razor blade

Its like salt on an open wound

Oh we tell each other we can change

Or we’ll kill each other trying to

Oh its a hell of a thing

What did you expect from me?

Darling I’m a hypocrite and maybe a liar

Oh but maybe you like it

Well your tears are like a hurricane

First you pull me close and go away

Then you smile and tell me I should stay

'Cause I’m the only one that can love that kind of crazy

Oh its a hell of a thing

What did you expect from me?

Darling I’m a hypocrite, and maybe a liar

Oh but maybe you like it

Oh it’s a hell of a thing

Makes me week in the knees

Baby you’re a hypocrite

And I know that you’re lying

Oh but maybe we like it