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[Verse 1]
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Well, Grace she is gone, she's a half-written poem
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She went out for cigarettes and never came home
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And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
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Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
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Spread out across the Great Divide
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[Verse 2]
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Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
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I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
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Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
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You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
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[Verse 3]
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Now I circle the bars on the promenade
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While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
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And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
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She's out plucking strings in the pouring pouring
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She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
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[Verse 4]
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See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
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I've circled this map till it caught on fire
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Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
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Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
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You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
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You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
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You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
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You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
[Outro]
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