كلمات Valentine

Wait, stop, wait just hold on a minute Six years ago I was driving home from your house Now it's fire filled hallways and tears from each finger I've counted the years I am six different people now Valentine, you move your hands like you were wearing mine Valentine, you move your hands like you were wearing mine All of your hearts are as smooth as shutters You're as supple to me as a warm little ball of milk Still, your first compromise was the very first flaw You won't feel nothing, I'll feel it for us all Valentine, you move your hands like you were wearing mine