Kryptonite (RAZORBLADE FAIRYTALE)

She carves with such intensity
My kryptonite is burning up
Her arm it hurts; yet, she hasent had enough

No heroes here just a lonesome martyr
Her pink lips kiss so passionately
As the razor digs in, loving her affectionately

She said boys like me don't really understand
Were way to busy trying to figure out how to be a man
I pull up my sleeves to show her I haven't a clue

Your heart bleeds out onto my chest
Where I write our initials inside its little frame
In your memory I hope that picture will stain

I really know that you dont want to die
And every gash is another try to survive
Before I sleep here my regrets all come alive

So darling razor blade, to you shes a slave
With your glossy glimmer of hope
She takes down that tied up piece of rope

Ian Robert