I pick up the razor
But it's not the same this time...
I'm through with guys
They all tell lies...
She is truly my best friend
Until the very end...
The razor brings pain
Slicing my vain...
She's my girl what else can I say
she's my sister to and always will be...
She cant wear anything
that goes above her knees...
I love talking to you
every night and day...
Pain is the name of the game
and its all she knows...
They tell me to stop cutting
they have never had to try...
Razors
and blood...