Razor's Edge
from About Faces by Walrus Promenade
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lyrics
My first great skill: finding the most hurtful thing to say.
My second is choking it straight back down my throat like a razor blade.
And you don’t deserve me!
What have you done to deserve me?
So when I slip up and allow that razor out to do its work,
and your eyes narrow in disgust—you never knew I was such a jerk—
I can say I didn’t mean it,
but then why’d I even think it?
Much less sling it with my tongue to slash you right across the face?
Oh, I’m a master of the subtly sarcastic tone of voice
that coats the edge with poison specially made to
fill your veins with ice.
Somehow I learned, at an early age,
how to hone my words to cut like a razor blade.
And it’s so easy!
Yeah, now I do it way too easily.
So if the thread that holds our love seems like too hard a knot to untie,
I might just slice right through before you can narrow your eyes.
And it won’t matter if I meant it,
because a cord that’s cut clean through
can’t just be mended.
So now I live on a razor’s edge
between saying what I think
and believing what I said.
And I probably couldn’t tell you
whether I believe it or not,
if you put me on the spot.
So put me on the spot! Hold my feet to the fire!
Make me stand behind my words or prove me a liar.
Cause if that’s the case, then maybe we can hold our love in place
with duct tape and chicken wire.
My second is choking it straight back down my throat like a razor blade.
And you don’t deserve me!
What have you done to deserve me?
So when I slip up and allow that razor out to do its work,
and your eyes narrow in disgust—you never knew I was such a jerk—
I can say I didn’t mean it,
but then why’d I even think it?
Much less sling it with my tongue to slash you right across the face?
Oh, I’m a master of the subtly sarcastic tone of voice
that coats the edge with poison specially made to
fill your veins with ice.
Somehow I learned, at an early age,
how to hone my words to cut like a razor blade.
And it’s so easy!
Yeah, now I do it way too easily.
So if the thread that holds our love seems like too hard a knot to untie,
I might just slice right through before you can narrow your eyes.
And it won’t matter if I meant it,
because a cord that’s cut clean through
can’t just be mended.
So now I live on a razor’s edge
between saying what I think
and believing what I said.
And I probably couldn’t tell you
whether I believe it or not,
if you put me on the spot.
So put me on the spot! Hold my feet to the fire!
Make me stand behind my words or prove me a liar.
Cause if that’s the case, then maybe we can hold our love in place
with duct tape and chicken wire.
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from About Faces,
released April 4, 2019
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