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 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

Hey!

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