so go on and i will refrain.
and i'll keep on running this never ending race.
and maybe next time, will be the right time.
and maybe next time, will be your time.
(chorus)
so save your scissors for someone elses skin
my surface is so tough i don't think the blade will dig in.
save your strength,
save your wasted time
theres no way that i want you to be, left behind
go on and save your scissors.
save your scissors.
so why does it always seem.
that every time i turn around, somebody falls in love with me?
this has never been my soul intention.
and i have never claimed to have pattens on such inventions.
(chorus)
there is something that i must confess, to you tonight.
to you tonight.
and that is i expect nothing less, from you tonight.
from you tonight.
go on and save your scissors.
save your scissors.
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