Music: Jonathan Larson He was a greeting card candy cupid There was a blizzard it was twenty below She was 15,clean,lonely and stupid As pure as the virgin snow He pulled her in from the storm How the fire was warm She didn’t have the nerve to say no Didn’t have the nerve to say no Beat her till she’s black and blue and grey Draw a little heart Draw a little arrow Draw a little blood V-v-v-Valentine’s Day
Red wine Waterford crystal Chocolate kisses and lace Knives and chains and a pistol Mounted on a wall like scars on her face He said he liked to play tough As he locked the handcuff She know it’d be tough to escape She know it’d be tough to escape
Beat her till she’s black and blue and grey Draw a little heart Draw a little arrow Draw a little blood V-v-v-Valentine’s Day
February winter in her heart Said I’d show her normal love ,she said Too late to start She said too late to start Now her fashion is basically leather Favorite color is basically red And her passions change like the weather As she dance from bed to bed to bed And she feels like a fool But she likes her man cruel And I doubt she’ll be cool till she’s dead I doubt she’ll be cool till she’s dead She said beat me till I’m black and blue and grey Draw a little heart Draw a little arrow Draw a little blood she said Draw a little arrow Draw a little heart Draw a little arrow Draw a little blood V-v-v-Valentine’s V-v-v-Valentine’s Day Valentine’s Day V-v-v-Valentine’s Day Valentine’s Day V-v-v-Valentine’s Day Valentine’s Day