but 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 body is a weapon
and you're afraid it could get out
a friend of the devil
and you're afraid it could get out

don't say i don't cut when i do i do i do
(i do i do)
don't say i'm lying when i'm true i'm true i'm true
(i do i do)
the razor...

don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do
so many suitors, i don't even have a suit to wear
so many influential fingers running through your hair
i am the razor and in the hands of your heart
and i am the razor in the hands of God

the razor - heads automatica