Valentine

Sweet red lips were laced with shameBurning like eternal flameReached the point of no returnOnce inside you know you´ll burnFor sweet Miss ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineYeah you want ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineStreets will crash this story cleanRid the dirt from movie screensTrapped inside a timeless painWhat you get is what you claimFrom sweet Miss ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineYeah you want ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineShe knows how you fell she knows what you wantShe knows you´re not real and you´ll never hauntShe´ll dress up leatherShe´ll dress up in laceShe´ll dress up the lies and smile right in your faceWho do you think she was what do you think she isWho do you think she was what do you think she isWho do you think she was what do you think she isShe´s Miss ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineYeah you want ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineYeah she´s Miss ValentineYeah sweet Miss ValentineYeah you want ValentineYeah you got Valentine