william_miller

The razor blade, that's what I call it
but you pick it up and mess around with it
If I put it down
It gets extremely complicated; anything
To fuckin' 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
Sometimes it's not that complicated like anything
Or fucking everything

He would never talk, but he was not shy
She was a street smart girl, but she cut my life
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 worry
Oh!

Sorry

Sweetheart, your feelings are more important, of course (of course)
Everyone who ever 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)

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This song is so danceable, I may be shaking a leg while I write this.