Verse: Diving Irish like Moran Into a coffee shoppe prison Lusting 7 deadly sins Betrayed with the tip of your hand Chorus: Valentine's Day Massacre You shot me down Valentine's Day Massacre You shot me down You shot me down Verse: Human hosepipe flood again Still life on a moving train Bloody pink confetti rain And I'm changed wondering Spoken: Dying for your love, can't you see? This public love struck duel I screamed in pain, how can this be? But you have to be kind to be cruel Even though I am an escapee Still now I play the fool