Valentine's Day
Jonathan Larson
He was a greeting card candy cupid
There was a blizzard it was twenty below
She was 15, clean, lonely and stupid, as pure as the virgin snow
He pulled her in from the storm, how the fire was warm
She didn't have the nerve to say no
Didn't have the nerve to say no
Beat her till she's black and blue and grey
Draw a little heart
Draw a little arrow
Draw a little blood
V-v-v-valentines day
Red wine Waterford crystal, chocolate kisses and lace
Knives and chains and a pistol
Mounted on a wall like scars on her face
He said he liked to play rough, as he locked the handcuff
She knew it would be tough to escape
She knew it would be tough to escape
Beat her till she's black and blue and grey (beat her till she's
Black and blue and grey)
Draw a little heart (draw a little heart)
Draw a little arrow (draw a little arrow)
Draw a little blood
V-v-v-valentines day
February winter in her heart, said I'd show her normal love she said
Too late to start, she said too late to start
Now her fashion is basically leather, favorite color is basically red
And her passions change like the
Weather, as she dances from bed, to bed, to bed
And she feels like a fool but she likes her men cruel
And I doubt shell be cool till shes dead
Doubt shell be cool till she's dead
She says beat me till I'm black and blue and
Grey (beat me till I'm black and blue and grey)
Draw a little heart (draw a little heart)
Draw a little arrow (draw a little arrow)
Draw a little, but she says draw a little arrow
Draw a little heart
Draw a little arrow
Draw a little blood
V-v-v-valentines, v-v-v-valentines day
Valentines day, v-v-v-valentines day
Valentines day, v-v-v-valentines day
Valentines day