St. Valentines Day Massacre

You need a scrap of paper to explain

You need five minutes on a stairwell

Or an hour, forehead on the steering wheel

You choke on a red envelope

Red searchlights

All hearts are bright and warm

Ah-ha...

Chicago radio

I breathed into the mic

Planes crashing, snow buried our black box

Snow-blind, I lied for you for hours

In lieu of flowers

I played records for you for hours

In lieu of flowers

Red searchlights

All hearts are bright and warm

Ah-ha...