sorry, I don’t write love songs
doesn’t fit my style
unrequited ill equipped
blighted and stiffed
don’t feel like writing love songs
I know it’s February
I’ll wear red or even pink
but I ain’t writing you a love song
no matter what you think
sorry
Saint Valentine’s Day massacre maybe
but not a love Song sorry baby
i’m not in the mood it’s not my style
sometimes I’ll go the extra mile but
I ain’t writing love songs
Saint Valentine’s Day massacre maybe
that Al Kapone was crazy
it’s something to investigate
A strange way to celebrate
but better than a love song
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