Thinking back to '59 He held your hand, his valentine Seduced you with those old love songs They weren't his words but he could do no wrong He said, oh, my love Marry me, let's not wait Be mine, for a lifetime, come on, it's fate Memories threaded with little beads On the chain you made for me With the only letter that you kept In a wooden box By where you slept It was the written proof, it wasn't fate He was a waste of time, now it's too late Holding onto pain and apologies The final words you said to me "I'm sorry that I made it worse" Tainted blessing, stubborn curse Tear-stained cheeks Cold extremities The bitter sweetness of my shocked capillaries, you said "Take my advice darling", I can attest Never following it myself, means I know best Holding onto apologies The final words you said to me "I'm sorry that I made it worse" Tainted blessing, stubborn curse Holding onto apologies The final words you said to me "I'm sorry that I made it worse" Tainted blessing, stubborn curse Holding onto apologies The final words you said to me "I'm sorry that I made it worse" Tainted blessing, stubborn curse Holding onto apologies The final words you said to me "I'm sorry that I made it worse" Tainted blessing, stubborn curse Holding onto apologies The final words you said to me "I'm sorry that I made it worse" Tainted blessing, stubborn curse