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I'd rip the wings off Cupid's back to his aim
Then he'll shoot straight to my chest
And not the belt
How can I trust him with these when I know he'll miss again
But I can't live with accidents
So arm myself to rid this world of "Love"
And on this Red Day the icon of love is up
And I horns beneath his halo
I would stab him a thousand times
To hear the scream of so sleepless nights
Then maybe he'll shoot to my chest and not below the belt
My mother told me anything too sweet will break your teeth
Sweetheart you'll offer me again chocolate covered razor blades
But I'll sweep you off your
So bite this rose and let's tango
Let's dance 'till our legs fall off (Let's dance 'till our legs fall)
a fool I was to trust in man made love
I'll never trust lie again!