Wedding bells
Ultrasound
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