Razorblade

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

I bet you'd pick it up and mess around with it

If I put it down

It gets extremely complicated

Anything to forget everything

You've 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

Let it go

Oh, the razorblade

Wish it would snap this rope

The world is in your hand

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

Oh!

Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course

Of course

Everyone that 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