Her Rusty Razor-Marc Blackwell

She knows my weaknesses, I let her get too close She knows where to cut so I bleed the most She could use a gun but that would be too quick She could use a knife but that would be to clean She likes to rip Her rusty razor, jagged edge Tears my soul to bloody shreds Spiteful woman carves my heart from my chest Her rusty razor makes a mess Dirty and infected Her rusty razor does not rest She liked my face all smooth, when we used to kiss She knew how to shave, man it was a gift Wielding the straight blade, she had an artful hand Around my jugular, she used her master's touch Like Rembrandt Her rusty razor, jagged edge Tears my soul to bloody shreds Spiteful woman carves my heart from my chest Her rusty razor makes a mess Dirty and infected Her rusty razor does not rest She mixes gasoline in my shaving cream To add sting to the pain There's only one way I'll get relief I pray, I pray she lights the flame Her rusty razor, jagged edge Tears my soul to bloody shreds Spiteful woman carves my heart from my chest Her rusty razor makes a mess Dirty and infected Her rusty razor does not rest