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