A Cutter's Guide To a Romantic Evening

You bring the razor blades I’ll bring the tourniquets We can slice our skin in midnight’s moonlight And unify our wounds so they bleed in the same river But we won’t die No, not tonight. Tonight, we’re nothing but a pair of dirty kids Cutters with satanic minds And ice encrusted hearts And no love from the world Showing them all we won’t hold the pain inside anymore. Spilling our lives on linoleum While dancing to the sound of our favorite songs Splashing our feet in the crimson storm It feels so phenomenal. Maybe we should bleed out, baby Dissipate into the ebony So profound and tranquil. Let’s change our satanic minds And leave this sickening world TONIGHT C’mon baby, double suicide. Let’s crash our ice encrusted hearts together like two wayward cars Me and you die in a world of scars.