Oh my love,
Please don't cry
I'll wash my bloody hands and
We'll start a new life
I ripped out
his throat
and called you on the
telephone to
take off my disguise
Just in time to hear you cry
When you,
you mourn the death
of your bloody valentine
The night he died
You mourn the death
of your bloody valentine
One last time
Singin'...
Oh,
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