[Verse 1]
Love, there are flowers hanging in the vine
So high you cannot see
Now my mind must go on holiday
Torn from it's hook, a broken valentine

[Verse 2]
I see the smoke from a revolver
Will I get hit? I hardly care
When I'm bombed
I stretch like bubblegum
And look too long straight at the morning sun

[Verse 3]
Love, there are flowers along the avenue
All things perfectly in place
I build a shrine
I set a monument
Because you're fire
Because you're a fire escape