Oh the razor blade, that's what I call love Oh 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 razor blade, wish it would snap this rope The world is in your hand or it slits 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 wear it Oh! 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 No, don't, okay