Pink Carnations

February, bored and lonely
Freezing cold in my attic room
Valentine's Day on a Friday
Betcha I'll be drunk by noon
And I did not expect to meet you in a crowded downtown bar
So take me home
Go a little too far

I'm messy, sad, and spacey
And you follow all the rules
But take a break from your ambitions
And we'll run these streets like fools
Cuz you did not expect to like me and I'm probably not your type
Just take me home
Let me live in these lies

Pink carnations, paper hearts, and a countdown 'til we fall apart
I've got nothing to lose but time
And I think we both know how this ends
Right now I don't give a damn
I'm gonna make you mine

There's a version of this story
Where this is my last first kiss
You and I make lots of memories
Or we take our shot and miss
But you did not expect to love me and I don't fit in your life
Just take me home
I'm no good at goodbyes

Pink carnations, paper hearts, and a countdown 'til we fall apart
I've got nothing to lose but time
And I think we both know how this ends
Right now I don't give a damn
I'm gonna make you mine

Pink carnations, paper hearts, and a countdown 'til we fall apart
I've got nothing to lose but time
And I think we both know how this ends
Right now I don't give a damn
I'm gonna make you mine



Credits
Writer(s): Anne Labes
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