Riley razor

Oh Riley razer what do you say?
put me to your arm, and then we can play?

i pick you up so frightfully
I'm not sure this is right for me

you say relax and count to three
i slide you across, is that blood i see?

i whimper lightly
you've hurt me slightly

i pick you up one more time
you assure me that this is no crime

more blood trickles down my arm
my face no longer wears a frown

you say let me give your neck a kiss
i promise that i will not miss

a kiss from you?
id love you to!

but Riley razor's a twisted friend
for my life, hes come to end

maybe i thought that he could help
now i can not even yelp

my best friend, Ive left behind
but i guess a notebook doesn't mind...