Valentine

Sweet red lips were laced with shame

Burning like eternal flame

Reached the point of no return

Once inside you know, you'll burn

For sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, you want Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

Streets will crash this story clean

Rid the dirt from movie screens

Trapped inside a timeless pain

What you get is what you claim

From sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, you want Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

She knows how you feel

She knows what you want

She knows you're not real

And you'll never haunt

She'll dress up in leather

Shell dress up in lace

She'll dress up the lies

And smile right in your face

Who do you think she was?

What do you this she is?

Who do you think she was?

What do you this she is?

Who do you think she was?

What do you this she is?

She's Miss Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, you want Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, she's Miss Valentine

Yeah, sweet Miss Valentine

Yeah, you want Valentine

Yeah, you got Valentine

Valentine, Valentine, Valentine

Yeah, you got Valentine