Она шлёт мне грустные валентинки из Филаделфии Ко дню рождения того человека, которым я некогда был И они похожи скорее на ордер на мой арест Как полузабытые сны, словно галька в моём ботинке Зачем я храню это безумие в ящике ночного столика Был бы счастливей без них с разбитым незрячим сердцем Спящим под лацканом пиджака...
She sends me blue valentines All the way from Philadelphia To mark the anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels like ther's a warrant Is out for my arrest Baby, you got me checkin in my rearview mirror And I'm always on the run Thats why I changed my name But I didn't think you'd ever find me here
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 I only 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, daby 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 could 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 only die just a little more on each St. Valentines day But you remember that I promised I would write...
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