| She sends me blue valentines all the way from Philadelphia
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| To mark the anniversary of someone that I used to be
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| And it feels like a warrant is out for my arrest
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| Baby you got me checkin in my rearview mirror
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| Thats why I'm always on the run it's why I changed my name
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| And I didn't think you'd ever find me here
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| To send me blue valentines like half forgotten dreams
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| Like a pebble in my shoe as I walk these streets
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| And the ghost of your memory baby its the thistle in the kiss
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| Its the burglar that can break a rose's neck
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| Its the tatooed broken promise I gotta hide beneath my sleeve
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| I'm gonna see you every time I turn my back
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| Oh you send me blue valentines though I try to remain at large
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| They're insisting that our love must have a eulogy
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| Why do I save all this madness here in the nightstand drawer
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| There to haunt upon my shoulders
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| Baby I know I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
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| With this blind and broken heart
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| That sleeps beneath my lapel
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| Instead these blue valentines to remind me of my cardinal sin
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| I can never wash the guilt or get these bloodstains off my hands
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| And it takes a whole lot of whiskey to make these nightmares go away
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| And I cut my bleedin heart out every night and I'm gonna die just a little more
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| On each St. Valentine's day
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| Don't you remember I promised I would write you
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| These blue valentines
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| Blue valentines
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| Blue valentines |