Razor Fine

Hair, cut short, razor fine
Cheeks, pulled tight, on a smile
With a shallow depth and an empty set of lines
There’s no talking to a black hole, I’m wasting my time
And there’s no ship to save you
You’re lost in yourself
An arm cut through your high horse
You almost pass for polite
Bright eyes light up at night
So caught up in your mind
There’s an emptiness filled with fancy words and ice
It’s a conversation filled with patience and lies
And there’s no ship to save you
You’re lost in yourself
An arm cut through your high horse
You almost pass for polite
Drowning in your artificial, fucked up artist mind
There’s no room for you here
But you can listen
Watch me move now, everything’s looking up
Feelin' kinda tired like it’s never enough
Screaming out your name, make me work for your touch
Screaming out your name, like it’s never enough
(Woah!) I’m so tired, (Woah!) I’m so tired
Screaming out your name, like it’s never enough
(Woah!) I’m so tired, (Woah!) I’m so tired
Screaming out your name, make me work for your touch
I’ve got problems, you can’t solve them
We’ve got issues, can’t win, won’t lose
I’ve got problems, you can’t solve them
We’ve got issues, can’t win, won’t lose
Watch me move now, everything’s looking up
Feelin' kinda tired like it’s never enough
Screaming out your name, make me work for your touch
Screaming out your name, like it’s never enough
(Woah!) I’m so tired, (Woah!) I’m so tired
Screaming out your name, like it’s never enough
(Woah!) I’m so tired, (Woah!) I’m so tired
Screaming out your name, make me work for your touch
Ahh, ahh, screaming out your name make me work for your touch