Róisín Murphy

Dear diary
My dear
Got to keep it all inside
Got to keep it locked behind a
Golden wall of silence
You see I have my pride

And I won’t be telling him
Anytime soon
Too afraid to say it
I wouldn’t want to embarrass myself
Telling everybody the truth

No I
I won’t send this valentine
Violets are blue
And if you don’t receive this
Valentine
It doesn’t mean that is
Ain’t true
And I’m not thinking of you

Won’t kiss
I won’t tell
Never cross these lips,
Never break the spell
Decided to go on denying myself
Living alone
Living a lie

No I
I won’t send this valentine
Violets are blue
And if you don’t receive this
Valentine
It doesn’t mean that is
Ain’t true
And I’m not thinking of you

I keep living a lie…
I keep living a lie…
To never speak of it
Or hear the music of it
We’ll play a symphony
In my wildest dreams

No I
I won’t send this valentine
Violets are blue
And if you don’t receive this
Valentine
It doesn’t mean that is
Ain’t true
And I’m not thinking of you

I keep living a lie…
I keep living a lie…