Song Description

Attention Broadjam questionnaire maker: Lots of place names in this one, know how you love 'em

Lyrics

RAZOR BLADE LIPS

We would gather in a room like this
In memory of a kiss
Once tasted forever to miss
Memory of a kiss

In my case she's just gone
To Maine or Oregon
Or back to Orange County
Or down to Mexico
She could be living on the fringe of the French Quarter
Or the Floribama Gold Coast
Or dancing in East St. Louis
At the College Girls A-Go-Go
She might be laying low in Toronto
Or cooling out in Vegas
Places she's been known to go
To hide herself away
Another getaway

My lips are a razor blade's double edge, she said
I laughed in her face and she turned red
Then she laughed too and tossed her head
Oh the rivers the rivers I have shed

My first cut was the deepest
I've been bleeding ever since
Now I have nothing left to weep with, she said
So I'll kiss you instead

She said I can help you sleep
If you will make the leap
I've got this kind of voodoo
I'll know what you want before you do
See I spent a lot of time with all kinds of men
And mostly I felt sorry for them
Living with just one lover
Always wishing for another
More and more I find
My sadness makes me kind
OK sometimes monstrously unkind
But I'll always wind up hurting
I always wind up hurting

My lips are a razor blade's double edge, she said
My kiss cuts both ways, two lines of red
And now I don't laugh at those rivers she bled
I saw them running through her bed

And I jumped in the deep end
And as forewarned got sliced to shreds
Now I find no love to believe in
So I'll kiss you instead

We would gather in a room like this
In memory of a kiss
Once tasted forever to miss
In memory of a kiss
In memory of a kiss
Memory of a kiss