BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE

BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE

Tonight I took a bullet for my valentine,

I always said I would if she were mine,

Never would I thought I’d actually have to,

Crazy isn’t it? How dumb luck seems to always find you.

Don’t ask how it happened for I can’t recall,

Lying here in a mounting puddle of blood is all,

I can’t reach the phone to call for help,

Growing feeble and frail I cannot assist myself,

So I’ll lie here listlessly until I die I suppose,

I’ll just close my eyes and pray I go in sweet repose,

A tragedy it is, that I took a bullet for my valentine,

So sweet she was and caring too, that angel of mine,

But now as I begin to fade away,

I can’t help but to wander why it had to end this way,

Anyway, I did say I’d take a bullet for her if she were mine,

Just I didn’t know the bullet would come from my valentine.

-brad