Saint Valentine

Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
 She went out for cigarettes and never came home
 And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
 Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
 Spread out across the Great Divide
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 Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
 I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
 Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
 You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
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 Now I circle the bars on the promenade
 While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
 And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
 She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
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 See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
 I've circled this map till it caught on fire
 Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
 Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
 You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
 You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
 You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
 You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
 
 Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
 She went out for cigarettes and never came home
 And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
 Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
 Spread out across the Great Divide
 ♪
 Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
 I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
 Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
 You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
 ♪
 Now I circle the bars on the promenade
 While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
 And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
 She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
 ♪
 See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
 I've circled this map till it caught on fire
 Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
 Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
 You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
 You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
 You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
 You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine