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 hart it's loud, "Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours. 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 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.
Drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry." Sweetheart your feelings are more important of course.