Rose Red Valentines

Knocked about for a bit
Like a shoe that doesn’t fit,
Its the same old story.
Too stupid to call it quits
With a greed that never did,
Learn to say no to false glory.
Now I’m standing here in the rain
Just trying to explain,
Why I scare you sometimes.
I’m not crazy, baby,
I’m just a little out of my mind.

Never understood what loving meant
Or how lust could be any different,
Until you waltzed in through the door.
This bottle’s been my best friend
For as long as I’ve been on the mend,
Maybe longer but I can’t recall anymore.
Now I’m standing here in the rain
Just trying to explain,
Why I can’t give you them rose red valentines.
I’m not a cynic, baby,
I’m just the weary kind.

That bittersweet first kiss,
That first night of bliss,
I’ve never known any of these.
Too young to put up a fight
Too easy to be pushed aside,
Innocence is a rare commodity.
Now I’m standing here in the rain
Just trying to explain,
Why the little things mean a lot.
You’re not my property, baby,
You’re just my only shot.

Still too stupid to call it quits
That’s all there is to it,
I’m running out of time.
Washed up and wasted
But still trying to make it,
A stranger to the rose red valentines.
Now I’m standing here in the rain
And I’m young on the face,
But dying in the mind.
I’m not heartless, baby,
I’m just the weary kind.

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