Noah Guthrie - Razor blade

^Am Well good God almighty ain't yo^Cu finished yet I can f^Geel your voice like fingers round my neck I could t^Amell you that I love you, but it w^Couldn't mean a thing ^G We can s^Amcream darlin' til I just c^Can't see anymore L^Gay my soul out on this cold wooden floor And I could t^Amell when it was over, you wo^Culdn't say a thi^Gng

But your k^Fiss is like a razor blade Oh and m^Caybe we were born to l^Gose

Oh its a hell of a th^Cing What did you ex^Fpect fro^Cm me? Darling I'm a hypo^Amcrite, and maybe a l^Giar Oh but maybe you like it ^{F C F C}

^Am Well it ain't a secret, every^Cbody can tell I'm a h^Got-headed fool, should be with anyone else But I'm f^Amour roses in and I don't l^Cike the way he looks at you ^G

But your k^Fiss is like a razor blade Its like s^Calt on an open wound Oh we t^Fell each other we can change Or we'll k^Cill each other trying ^Gto

Oh its a hell of a th^Fing^C What did you ex^Fpect fro^Cm me? Darling I'm a hypo^Amcrite, and maybe a l^Giar

Well your t^Fears are like a hurricane First you p^Cull me close and go away Then you sm^File and tell me I should stay 'Cause I'm the only one that can love that kind of cr^Gazy

Oh its a hell of a th^Fing^C What did you ex^Fpect fro^Cm me Darling I'm a hypo^Amcrite, and maybe a l^Giar Oh its a hell of a th^Fing^C

Baby you're a^Am hypocrite And I know that you're l^Gying Oh but maybe we li^Fke ^Cit