Razor’s Edge

Spending all my money
As the petty cash of youth runs out
Burying my body
But the dogs keep digging
Lay around, Lazarus
Roll the stone that I might feel
Just enough for both of us
To let me rise through the eye of the needle

If you have something left
Don’t be holding out
If you have something for me
Don’t be holding out

‘Cause I’ll be dancing on the razor’s edge
Just to feel its power
To be heathen in the gasoline
For cheap heat of an hour
I’ll be spinning like the girl in glass slippers
At the last supper
There’s no need to check the weather
As my winter’s never over

If you have something for me
Don’t be holding out

Pass it to me, honey
As my sweetness and my lights dim down
Numbing out nightmare
But I just keep grinning
Play it down, Magdalena
No one knows that you've come undone
Looking down the mirror
At the demon that I have become

If you have something left
Don’t be holding out
And if I have something left
I’m sure I haven’t found it

But I’ll be dancing on the razor’s edge
Just to feel its power
To be heaving in the gasoline
For cheap heat of an hour
I’ll be spinning like the girl in glass slippers
At the last supper
There’s no need to check the weather
As my winter never ends

I’ll be dancing on the razor’s edge then
I’ll be spinning like the girl in glass then

If I had something left
I still haven’t found it, and I
If I have something left
I might never find it out