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 razor blade, 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
