Gillette Syndrome, Jayson Rockwell - RazorBlade Soup Lyrics

I was shakin' like your hands holdin' razor blades
On the night, you got on that train
I could not say the things that I wanted to say
My mind was cold and grey

'Cause I'm fond of you, but baby you're dumb
You like to push, pull, kick and shove
Your life fit me like a glove
It was holding my throat, it was holding my throat

Razor blade soup, for me and you

You were lookin' like a doll
When you threw that food against the wall
This time I wouldn't hold you back
That's what happens when your heart's black

'Cause I love you, but baby you're dumb
I like that push, pull, give and shove
Your life fit me like a glove
That was holding my throat, it was holding my throat

Razor blade soup, for me and you
Baby I just didn't know what to do
I guess this means we're through

I was thinkin' 'bout an idea
That there has to be something more than this
I keep looking at myself in the mirror's glass
Is it true, you were someone I'd miss

'Cause I hate you, baby you're dumb
It's like that push, pull, give and shove
Your life hit me like a glove
It was holding my throat, it was holding my throat

Drinking razor blade soup, for me and you
Baby I just didn't know what to do
I guess this means we're through

Razor blade soup, for me and you