She sends me blue valentines
all the way from philadelphia
to mark the anniversary
of someone that i used to be
and it feels just like theres
a warrant out for my arrest
got me checkin in my rearview mirror
and i'm always on the run
thats why i changed my name
and i didn't think you'd ever find me here

to send me blue valentines
like half forgotten dreams
like a pebble in my shoe
as i walk these streets
and the ghost of your memory
is the thistle in the kiss
and the burgler that can break a roses neck
it's the tatooed broken promise
that i hide beneath my sleeve
and i see you every time i turn my back

she sends me blue valentines
though i try to remain at large
they're insisting that our love
must have a eulogy
why do i save all of this madness
in the nightstand drawer
there to haunt upon my shoulders
baby i know
i'd be luckier to walk around everywhere i go
with a blind and broken heart
that sleeps beneath my lapel

she sends me my blue valentines
to remind me of my cardinal sin
i can never wash the guilt
or get these bloodstains off my handa
and it takes a lot of whiskey
to take this nightmares go away
and i cut my bleedin heart out every nite
and i die a little more on each st. valentines day
remember that i promised i would
write you...
these blue valentines
blue valentines
blue valentines