I never pictured Cupid with a girlfriend
He always seemed to keep himself stunted
I can see him with his arrows and his guiding light
Affixing lovers together, then alone each night
Ascending up above oblivious crowds
Firing away at us to make his mom proud
But when he clocks out
Then does he muse upon his plight?
When will it be his turn to fall in someone’s sight?
Offer me your collar, baby
I won’t pull you to the ground
A tapestry of colors
Maybe you’ll see me floating around
A steady hand is always at his service
The arrow flies, he wonders of the purpose
And the voice in his subconscious
Blaring, “Wrong is right”
And the love he made surrounds him
And he’s lost the fight
I never pictured Cupid with a girlfriend
Drinking for one to celebrate the day’s end
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