Razor That Wins

Coffee stains on my dress

and marks on my hands

its all part of the plan.

light, light lies in the dark

you're the night and the spark

yeah you keep my head spinning.

but oh, like a dove

you just keep coming back

you poison my brain

cause I still feel the same.

And it's love that remains

on the hems of your clothes

and the marks on your skin

it's the razor that wins.