Razorblade

Oh, the razorblade, that's what I call love

I bet you pick it up and mess around with it if I put it down

It gets extremely complicated

Anything to forget everything

Got to take me out

At least once a week

Whether I'm in your arms or I'm at your feet

I know exactly what you're thinking

You won't say it now

But in your heart it's loud

Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours

Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry

There you go

Oh, the razorblade, wish it would snap this rope

The world is in your hands or it's at your throat

At times it's not that complicated

Anything to forget everything

He would never talk, but he was not shy

She was a street smart girl, but she could not lie

They were perfect for each other

Say it now

'Cause in your heart, it's loud

Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours

Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry

Sweetheart, your feelings are more important, of course, of course

Everyone you wanted

Everything that we would take from them

I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

No, don't, okay