Sharpened Words by The Crystal Furs Lyrics

You've been sitting on my fence
In a metaphorical sense
When the zombies beat against the door
I wanna know what you're fighting for

Is this a laugh, is this a treat
Will this be our last defeat
Pick up a blade, tear down your wall
In spring I stood before your fall

Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds
Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds

With each new twist you seem to glow
I learned your tricks ages ago
That's not to say I don't succumb
What can I say, I guess I'm dumb

Your snark won't cut me like I feared
It's kind of plеasant, is that too weird
Parry, thrust, try not to stare
At your gold Volvo of despair
Arm yoursеlf with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds
Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds

Your laugh holds secrets never known
Even if I could dethrone
Pick up a blade, tear down my wall
In spring you stood before my fall

Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds
Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds
Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds
Arm yourself with sharpened words
Slice and dice me into thirds