The day that everything's so sweet,
that you make my life complete,
that we share the same heartbeat.
that we're holding hands on the street.
For you, I'd look for gigantic pearls in the Atlantic
and that's just one of my romantic, outrageous antics.
I'll bring you a serenade,
with words that are home-made.
You don't need to be afraid
because our love will never fade.
I'll give you an unique ring
that is not even worn by kings.
You make every day look like spring,
when the flowers grow and the birds sing.

The day that everything's so bitter.
You threw away my gifts like litter.
For me, this day isn't filled with glitter.
You're no longer as cute as my critters.
You got many cards in Valentine's style
and mine is on the bottom of your pile.
On this day, I am even more cynical
than Gregory House on his pinnacle.
I say that this is the day of marketing,
that once a year, cash registers go Ka-Ching!
Me and many others have had it with all these rejections
and preach that love is like a heroine injection.
On the fourteenth of February,
I'd rather be in a mortuary!