Wedding Bells

Lyrics

I'll get around to it I'll get around to it Starry-eyed Valentine I'm looking out for you I'm looking out for you And I'm free like a dog in the street Like a bird with no tree With no song left to sing Yeah, I'm free Thirty-three Valeria That was a cry for help, honey I didn't trust myself, honey There's irony In dying on your birthday I don't expect you to remember You were busy with another Baby, I'm free like a dog in the street Like a bird with no tree With no song left to sing Baby, I'm free Free like the feeling between us Free before paying with heartbreak You and I carry a darkness You were always more comfortable sharing Last night, my eyes started raining And you very well could be the reason I told you that I don't belong here Maybe you must not have heard me? Much like a story you told me Of a girl trying to swallow infinity A shame that would follow eternally A feeling I understand perfectly