Okay Cupid You made me feel stupid For the last time And one day you'll be punished for your crime Of making fools of the world.
Your poisoned arrow Will have to hit a target narrow As a matchstick And weave its way through armor three inches thick And I don't think you have the skill.
And I'm standing Up for all those guys you've done wrecked. And I'm demanding That you come down from the sky And take a moment to reflect
On your life Cupid You're no longer the new kid On the block no more. You might want to think about moving down the shore And hanging up your wings for good.
Can you believe this? I moved a thousand miles away and you found me. Please cease and desist! I'm begging you to see that I'm out of breath on bended knee.
Okay you win Cupid I'm gonna stand here rooted In your sights. No more arrows in the back and no more sleepless nights. Cause I'm done running from you. So make it quick and shoot it through. Don't you miss, oh whatever you do. Rear back and let it fly!