Scissorhands
I mind my own business, but you keep pullin' me down
I warned you this won't end well
Swear that I want to
What I touch goes up in flames
I wish that I could change
Oh (oh), everybody starin' at me, oh (oh)
Since you're lookin', I'll put on a fuckin' show (show)
This is what you chose
Why can't no one understand
I got scissors for my hands?
Hold you closer, but I can't
I-I-I don't wanna kill a man
Don't come near
Nothing good will come from here
Your scratches won't disappear
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
Scissors for my hands
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my-
Tiny blades, so I'm alone
Hurt everybody ten feet from me
I'm only safe when I'm alone
I'm not okay, but I'm okay with it
Oh (oh), everybody starin' at me, oh (oh)
Like I'm a freak, but they don't even really know (know)
They don't really know
Why can't no one understand
I got scissors for my hands? (My hands)
Hold you closer, but I can't
I-I-I don't wanna kill a man (kill a man)
Don't come near
Nothing good will come from here
Your scratches won't disappear
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
Scissors for my hands
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
I warned you this won't end well
Swear that I want to
What I touch goes up in flames
I wish that I could change
Oh (oh), everybody starin' at me, oh (oh)
Since you're lookin', I'll put on a fuckin' show (show)
This is what you chose
Why can't no one understand
I got scissors for my hands?
Hold you closer, but I can't
I-I-I don't wanna kill a man
Don't come near
Nothing good will come from here
Your scratches won't disappear
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
Scissors for my hands
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my-
Tiny blades, so I'm alone
Hurt everybody ten feet from me
I'm only safe when I'm alone
I'm not okay, but I'm okay with it
Oh (oh), everybody starin' at me, oh (oh)
Like I'm a freak, but they don't even really know (know)
They don't really know
Why can't no one understand
I got scissors for my hands? (My hands)
Hold you closer, but I can't
I-I-I don't wanna kill a man (kill a man)
Don't come near
Nothing good will come from here
Your scratches won't disappear
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
Scissors for my hands
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
I-I-I got, I got scissors for my hands
Credits
Writer(s): Paris Carney, Benjamin Samama, Rachel Rose Kanner, Donald Cody Tarpley, Maggie Lindemann
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