Valentine

I love every single little brittle word you say You text me through the day I could make myself a poet or a dreamer Though the doldrum dawns know I'm neither Scroll up and my screen reads like a script Say you want a character, babe, just take your pick Bet you've had lovers in the hundreds Better change your lucky numbers Reach me on a flex I love the best Writing RAP sheets in the backseat Of a taxi heading west Tunnel lights, late night streets Coming up on read receipts It almost feels like fate that you'd find me Cos Valentine, you remind me Of everyone I've been and forgotten When you're gone I miss me rotten Valentine, my little Valentine I need you all the time My hands on you