Standing at the bus stop, heading on over the bridge
Well I was listening to the sounds of sirens coming over the hill
Running down the sidewalks, looking at the cracks in the streets
Staring at expressions on the faces I'll never meet
Standing on the docks and watching the waves as the city sleeps
I'm wondering how something so beautiful could cut so f*cking deep
And it's like roses and razor blades
There are scars in this world that are never gonna fade away
Herein lies my confession
Well it's the root of all of my aggression
Well I'm a bitter motherf*cker 'cause I'm four steps back
I'll hit the bottle and I'll never look back
No, I ain't gonna give up; no, I ain't done yet
My only motivations are others' expectations;
What kind of Punk would I be if I took sh** for being me?
And it's like roses and razor blades
There are scars in this world that are never gonna fade away
And it's these moments that make us realize
Maybe life ain't so f*cking bad, better be grateful for what you have
It's gonna be tough (whoa), we've got lost lives and broken hearts
We're outcasts looking for angels, we find more comfort in strangers
And every time I look into my own eyes, another little piece of me dies
We'll never know what's keeping us, what's keeping us alive
And it's like roses and razor blades
There are scars in this world that are never gonna fade away
And it's these moments that make us realize
Maybe life ain't so f*cking bad, better be grateful for what you...
And it's like roses and razor blades
There are scars in this world that are never gonna fade away
And it's these moments that make me realize
Maybe life ain't so f*cking bad, better be grateful for what you have
(Roses and razor blades.)
(Moments make me realize.)
(Roses and razor blades.)