[Verse 1]
The prophecy just came true
All your crazy came through
I just won a front row seat to a neurotic fever-dream
When you're nice, you're easy
But in truth you're sleazy
Underneath that fancy frame your true form is a snake
[Chorus]
Cold valentine, locked with your friends in
Low blows, like a back-alley ambush
[Verse 2]
Got no patience for you
All my patience wore through
I would bet my bank account your friends all feel the same
You keep pining for it
And now I can't ignore it
The more I think about this stuff the more I know you'rе wrong
[Chorus]
Cold valentine, locked up in gamеs of
Low blows, like a back-alley ambush
[Bridge]
Cold valentine, locked up in games of
Low blows
[Chorus]
Cold valentine, locked up in games of
Low blows, like a back-alley ambush
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