Hearts and roses and kisses galore, what the hell is all that crap for?
People get mushy and start acting all queer, it’s definitely the most annoying day of the year.
This day needs to get the hell over with and pass, before I shove something up that Cupid guy’s ass.
I’ll spend the day so drunk I can’t speak, and wear black for the rest of the week.
Guys act all sweet, but soon it will fade, for all they’re truing to do is get laid.
The arrow Cupid shot must not have hit, cause I think that love is a crock of shit.
So, here’s my story… what else can I say? Love bites my ass… screw Valentines Day!