The St. Valentine's Day Massacre Lyrics by The Twylight Zones

It's no news that I can trust you with my secrets
Your reputation for discretion is well-known
and I appreciate a glimpse into your misery
Tell me just one thing and then you're on your own

refrein
Am I still pencilled in on your calendar
Am I still the late night call when you got nothing to say
I know it's Thanksgiving Night and you say you love me
But who'll be the last lover standing come Saint Valentine's Day

Was it adventure, was it fear of sanctuary
That was a trip a bit far out, even for you
I know you're busy directing your lifelong documentary
Documenting was all you wanted me to do

Am I still pencilled in on your calendar,
Am I still the late night call when you got nothing to say
I know it's Christmas Morning and you say you love me
But who'll be the last lover standing come Saint Valentines Day

gitaarsolo

(parlando)
I had my cards close to my chest when the table got kicked over
It's what you wanted but you got nothing instead even less
now even your gallery of pigeons has been picked up by the vultures
there's only one thing left for you to confess

Am I still pencilled in on your calendar
Am I still the late night call when you got nothing to say
I know it's New Years Eve and you say you love me
But who'll be the last lover standing,
who'll be the last lover standing
who'll be the last lover standing
come Saint Valentine's Day