Oh the razor blade that's what I called 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 its loud

Oh no
My feelings are more important than yours
Ooooh
Drop dead I don't care I won't worry
There you 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 streets smart girl but she could not lie
They were prefect for each other
Say it now cause in your heart its loud

Oh no
My feelings are more important than yours
Ooooh
Drop dead I don't care I won't worry
Hey!

Sweetheart
Your feelings are more important of course
(Of course)
Everyone who 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
Nooo
Don't, Okay