You are blithe and happy
And you are blind and fond
And you've got butterflies in your stomach
You feel cute and pleasing
And you feel desirable
And you dance all night
But you will pay back
We are the hurt, we are the sorrow
We are the rain and pain in your heart
We are the sores, we are the misery
We are, we are the gods of love
We are the lie, we are the ruin
We are the tear and fear in your heart
We are the doom, we are indignity
We are, we are the gods of love
You are rash and cocky
You give a high clear laugh
And you've got butterflies in your stomach
You're hit by cupid's arrow
But your bliss ain't made to last
We will ensure you suffer shipwreck
We are the hurt, we are the sorrow
We are the rain and pain in your heart
We are the sores, we are the misery
We are, we are the gods of love
We are the lie, we are the ruin
We are the tear and fear in your heart
We are the doom, we are indignity
We are, we are the gods of love
We are, we are the gods of love
We are the hurt, we are the sorrow
We are the rain and pain in your heart
We are the sores, we are the misery
We are, we are the gods of love
We are the lie, we are the ruin
We are the tear and fear in your heart
We are the doom, we are indignity
We are, we are the gods of love
We are, we are the gods of love
We are, we are the gods of love
We are, we are the gods of love
We are, we are the gods of love