the strokes
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.