Razorblade

Razor blade, that's what I call 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. You got to take me out, At least once a week Either 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 love Oh, 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, my feelings are more important than yours Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry Sweetheart, Your feelings are more important of course Of course Everyone you wanted, Everything that we would take from them I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know Tell me, tell me, tell me Oh, don't, okay. --- Razorblade - The Strokes