To send
me blue valentines
Like
half forgotten dreams
Like
a pebble in my shoe
As I
walk these streets
And
the ghost of your memory
Is the
thistle in the kiss
And
the burgler that can break a roses neck
It's
the tatooed broken promise
That
I hide beneath my sleeve
And
I see you every time I turn my back
She sends
me blue valentines
Though
I try to remain at large
They're
insisting that our love
Must
have a eulogy
Why
do I save all of this madness
In the
nightstand drawer
There
to haunt upon my shoulders
Baby
I know
I'd
be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
With
a blind and broken heart
That
sleeps beneath my lapel
She sends
me my blue valentines
To remind
me of my cardinal sin
I can
never wash the guilt
Or get
these bloodstains off my hands
And
it takes a lot of whiskey
To take
this nightmares go away
And
I cut my bleedin heart out every nite
And
I die a little more on each St. Valentines day
Remember
that I promised I would
Write
you...
These
blue valentines
blue
valentines
blue
valentines
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