It's when you love the wrong woman
Valentines is a traitor's heart
broken in two
Pieces of a queen's tart
Lay it on thick
Holding all the cards
She's ready to take their heads
Queen of broken hearts
How I wish you were dead
I thought I loved a woman
But in fact I loved the wine
That's where thinking gets you
Thinking, such a waste of time
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