Call it Cutting by Method Cell Lyrics

You can’t fake
You’ve been mass produced
Dress it up - call it cutting
Doesn’t make it new
Careful - it’s just a razor blade
You’re less Dita Von Teese and more her mothers’ hand me down

You’re a poor reflection
Imperfection
And it’ll make a senseless life
But it’s just a shame, you’re the same
And she’s your best friend

You might think
There’s no room for doubt
Strutting round in Primark glamour
With the label inside out
Careful, 'cause the truth still bites
1983 set to repeat

It can’t hurt
I don’t exist to you
Even when I kissed your brother and I didn’t think it through
Careful - it’s still a very long night
It’s bitter sweet, my claws stained with lipstick