| Oh, razorblade, that’s what I call love
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| I bet you’d pick it up and mess around with it
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| If I put it down, it gets extremely complicated
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| Anything to forget everything
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| You’ve got to take me out at least once a week
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| Whether I’m in your arms or I’m at your feet
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| I know exactly what you’re thinking
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| You won’t say it now but in your heart it’s loud
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| Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours
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| Oh, drop dead, I don’t care, I won’t worry, let it go
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| Oh, the razorblade, wish it would snap this rope
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| The world is in your hands or it’s at your throat
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| At times it’s not that complicated
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| Anything to forget everything
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| He would never talk but he was not shy
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| She was a street smart girl but she could not lie
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| They were perfect for each other, say it now
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| 'Cause in your heart it’s loud
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| Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours
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| Oh, drop dead, I don’t care, I won’t worry, hey
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| Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course, of course
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| Everyone that wanted everything that we would take from them
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| I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
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| No, don’t, okay |