My Favourite Valentine

We're all in this together
But we all hate ourselves

You were my favourite valentine
You were my nickel and dime
You made sense to me
You were my reasoning
We'd drive all night to escape my tears
Check the closets for the ghosts that I feared
I called you up when I lost those jobs
But we all hate ourselves



Credits
Writer(s): Dad Thighs
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