Mama always said
That love's a crazy game
Watched it drive her wild
Till she went insane (oh! Do-do-do)
Walking 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! Do-do-do)
If there ain't any difference (oh! Oh! Oh!)
Between loving and running with scissors (oh! Oh! Oh!)
Then I'm a-okay (okay)
'Cause that's the type of the rush I'm craving

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)
I'm playing with sharp objects

Playing with them
(Na-na-na, na-nam, playing with sharp objects)
Playing with them
(Na-na-na, na-na, playing, woah! Oh!)
Na-na-na, na-na
I'm playing with sharp objects