It's words you forget, to anniversary songs.
The bottles b*** back, your tolerance wrong.
Your good intentions count for little anymore.
If you're sorry, why wage war?
I'm not fully convinced that there's something wrong with this.
Could another point of view,
biased and untrue, tear me away from you?
Will you be my, Valentine? If I'm a world away?
Apologies are breaking me.
The constants aren't so constant anymore.
For two days I wait for calls to come though.
Tonight for me translates to yesterday to you.
You bend and you wave, when you're barely away.
I wish I could say tonight that when you bend and wave goodbye, you'd take me with you.
Will you be my Valentine? If I'm a world away?
Apologies are breaking me.
The constants aren't so constant anymore.
The constants aren't so constant anymore.
The bottles b*** back, your tolerance wrong.
Your good intentions count for little anymore.
If you're sorry, why wage war?
I'm not fully convinced that there's something wrong with this.
Could another point of view,
biased and untrue, tear me away from you?
Will you be my, Valentine? If I'm a world away?
Apologies are breaking me.
The constants aren't so constant anymore.
For two days I wait for calls to come though.
Tonight for me translates to yesterday to you.
You bend and you wave, when you're barely away.
I wish I could say tonight that when you bend and wave goodbye, you'd take me with you.
Will you be my Valentine? If I'm a world away?
Apologies are breaking me.
The constants aren't so constant anymore.
The constants aren't so constant anymore.