RazorBlade Blues Songtext
von Laura Jane Grace

The first thing I do when I get home from the road
Is throw away that box of razor blades
The ones that belonged to your baby daddy
Back in his carpet-cutting days

And I know you got your secrets too
What do they say to you?
And I know you got your secrets too
What do they say to you?
Tell me, where are you running to, baby?
Won′t you take me with you?
Won't you take me with you?

Box of ten, three-quarter-inch, industrial-strength razor blades
That′s not the type of metal that you use for shaving legs
I've been holding the door open; I've been waiting to make an exit
But I don′t have to take the jump when I know where the edge is


And I know you got your secrets too
What do they say to you?
And I know you got your secrets too
What do they say to you?
Tell me, where are you running to, baby?
Won′t you take me with you?
Won't you take me with you?

And I threw away those oxy pills that I kept as my back-up plan
Flushed right down the toilet; I do not regret the action
Now, babe, I′ll give you credit and I'll take some credit too
No, you didn′t make me do it, but you made me want to

And I know you got your secrets too
What do they say to you?
And I know you got your secrets too
What do they say to you?
Tell me, where are you running to, baby?
Won't you take me with you?
Won′t you take me with you?
Won't you take me with you?