Lyrics

Mama always said that love's a crazy game Watched it drive her wild 'til she went insane (oh, do do do) Walkin' on the broken glass from picture frames Guess I didn't learn my lesson from the pain (oh well) Been told this all my life The heart cuts deeper than a knife It's dangerous But I play with sharp objects There ain't no guarantee That loving you won't make me bleed It's dangerous But I play with sharp objects Sh-sh-sharp Sh-sh-sharp Yeah, I play with sharp objects I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp) I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp) I'm not afraid Yeah, I play with sharp objects Maybe it's because my tongue's a razor blade But I can take a paper cut with no Band-Aid (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah) If there ain't any difference (oh oh oh) Between lovin' and runnin' with scissors (oh oh oh) Then I'm a-okay (okay) 'Cause that's the type of the rush I'm cravin' Been told this all my life The heart cuts deeper than a knife It's dangerous (it's dangerous) But I play with sharp objects There ain't no guarantee That loving you won't make me bleed It's dangerous (it's dangerous) But I play with sharp objects Sh-sh-sharp (oh, oh, oh, oh) Sh-sh-sharp (oh, oh, oh oh oh) Yeah, I play with sharp objects I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp) I'm not afraid of (sh-sh-sharp) I'm not afraid Yeah, I play with sharp objects Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na (na-na-na) I'm playing with sharp objects Playing with them (Na-na-na, na-na-na) Playing with them Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na I'm playing with sharp objects
Writer(s): Barletta Gino, Scott Bruzenak, Annalise Marie Morelli, Alina Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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