7 acessos
I set the table just right
The room is dark except for candlelight
I spent hours making the sauce
Bought the wine, didn't care what it cost
It's gonna be a special date
A day to celebrate
But I think I'd have more fun
If I was cooking for more than one
I guess Cupid's got bad aim
cause every year's the same
another day to feel forgotten
Another occasion to make you feel rotten
The day's a riot of pink and red
But I'm all alone in my double bad
I deserve a consolation award
Another Valentine's Day with no reward
Shiny heart-shaped baloons
Are sentimental, tacky and crude
I don't wanna flowers anyway
I just wanna a guy who'll stay
The world rubs it in your face
When you're a failure at the chase
No prize for the second runer-up
I want to drink champagne from the winner's cup