Valentine's Day

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