| Sweet red lips were laced with shame
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| Burning like eternal flame
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| Reached the point of no return
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| Once inside you know you’ll burn
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| For sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah you want Valentine
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| Yeah Sweet Miss Valentine
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| Streets will crash this story clean
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| Rid the dirt from movie screens
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| Trapped inside a timeless pain
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| What you get is what you claim
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| From sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah you want Valentine
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| Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine
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| She knows how you feel she knows what you want
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| She knows you’re not real and you’ll never haunt
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| She’ll dress up in leather she’ll dress up in lace
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| She’ll dress up the lies and smile right in your face
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| Who do you think she was what do you this she is
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| Who do you think she was what do you this she is
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| Who do you think she was what do you this she is
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| She’s Miss Valentine
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| Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah you want Valentine
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| Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah she’s Miss Valentine
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| Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine
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| Yeah you want Valentine
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| Yeah you got Valentine |