The Strokes - Razor blade

Oh the ^Grazor blade, that's ^Amwhat I call love I bet you'd ^Gpick it up and mess around with it i^Amf I put it down It gets e^Amxtremely complicated Anyt^Dhing, to forget^D everything You've got to t^Gake me out, at least o^Amnce a week Whether I'm i^Gn your arms or I'm ^Amat your feet I know e^Amxactly what you're thinking You won't s^Day it now, but in^D your heart it's love

Oh^G no, my^Em feelings are more^Am important than yours Oh^G-Oh-oh-oh, dro^Emp dead, I don't care, I won't ^Amworry The^Amre you go

Oh the r^Gazor blade, wish it would s^Amnap this rope The world is i^Gn your hands or it'^Ams at your throat Sometimes it's n^Amot that complicated Any^Dthing to fo^Drget everything He would n^Gever talk, but he ^Amwas not shy She was a s^Gtreet smart girl, but she ^Amcould not lie They were p^Amerfect for each other Say^D it now, 'cause in^D your heart it's loud

Oh^G no, my^Em feelings are more^Am important than yours Oh^G-Oh-oh-oh, dro^Emp dead, I don't care, I won't ^Amworry

Swe^Getheart, your fee^Emlings are more impo^Amrtant, of course, of course ^GEveryone that wanted every^Emthing that we would take from them ^AmI don't wanna know, I don't wanna know, tell me tell me tell me tell me ^CNo, d^Amon't, o^Gkay