Lyrics

valentine, valentine
will you be mine?
no roses, no candy, no bottle of wine
it's 4 in the morning
a torturous time
for the one in the diner who got left behind

and roses are red, violets are blue
love is the wringer that you put me through
and cupid's a kid with nothing to do
but cause trouble for me like I caused for you

valentine, valentine
will you be true?
you asked that of me, and i asked that of you
and when it was over
we said we were throught
so why am i sitting here thinking of you?

roses are red, violets are blue
love is the wringer that you put me through
cupid's a kid with nothing to do
but cause trouble for me like i caused for you