My cupid's is a garbageman
He just gives me trash
Trash, trash, you're proof of that
Trash, trash, you're proof of that
Cupid's is blind, I fired him
His arrow doesn't have a tip or makes sense
Such an amateur this Cupid, such a disappontment
He ordered me a boyfriend from the dumpster
He didn't treat me right, he took me for granted
Is this the type of love I deserve?
It's all just just a letdown for my heart
Reckless Cupid
Adrift, with no direction