歌詞
There is a chill wind blowing outside
My window pane is wet with tears from the sky
And my record player answers me
A crying song for a fool like me
The midnight bell is striking twelve
Hymns of love ring out for someone else
A choir of children sing innocently
A crying song for a fool like me
Razor blades of love
Razor blades of love
I stare at the empty screen
I've nothing left to say
I've cut up magazine headlines
And tossed my rhymes away
Razor blades of love
Everglades of love
Razor blades of love
And the TV is on and the curtains are drawn, oh my
And wallpapered faces look down with scorn, oh my
Well I'll keep my sense of humour
And I'll laugh about it all some day
But I'm lonely again and left with a pain
That will never go away
Razor blades of love
Razor blades of love
Razor blades of love
Razor blades of love
I've been trashed and I've been torn
I've been turned on the flame again
I want to taste this, taste of defeat
Like a black foam horse on the waves of twisted algae
I'd drive down the Florida a thousand miles an hour
And wash my face in the blood of our love
And tear these sacred flowers
And tear these sacred flowers
And tear these sacred flowers
And tear these sacred flowers
