Some day boy you'll reap what you've sown

You'll catch a cold and you'll be on your own

And you will see that what's wrong with me

Is wrong with everyone that

You want to play your little games on



Poetry and flowers pretty words and threats

You've gone to the dogs again and i'm not placing bets

On you coming home tonight anything but blind

If you take me for granted then you must expect to find

Surprise, surprise



Valentine's day is over, it's over

Valentine's day is over



If you want to talk about it well you know where the phone is

Don't come round reminding me again how brittle bone is

God didn't make you an angel the devil made you a man

That brutality and economy are related now i understand

When will you realise that as above so below there is no love



For the girl with the hour glass figure

Time runs out very fast

We used to want the same things but that's all in the past

And lately it seems that as it all gets tougher

Your ideal of justice just becomes rougher and rougher



Thank you for the things you bought me thank you for the card

Thank you for the things you taught me when you hit me hard

That love between two people must be based on understanding

Until that's true you'll find your things

All stacked out on the landing, surprise, surprise