The song of Cupid's Arrows
What a devastating song to play
I used to believe I was Cupid
And I'd shoot people day after to day
To hear the song of arrows
As they whistle through the air
And gave me the song I yearned to hear
Or so I thought, or so I had said!
I used to say I yearned to hear
The sound of someone else's heart break.
I yearned to hear the crack
In the air, like gun powder, ring
In the echos of their despair
I wanted to hear the song
The devil sang
When the heart of the Angel
Finally rotted
And the arrow of a god
Pierced the armor of the innocent
And they would cry out in pain
Yet still think,
'What an honor it would be to die'
I used to think that I was Cupid
Shooting my arrows deep
Into the fragile heart of man
Make them love me
Make them see me
Then rip them into shreds!
I would be their god
I would shoot my arrow
And they would thank me for allowing them to die
I yearned for the power of the God of Love
So I could force everyone I ever met
To love me, to need me, to want to be me
And to sit obediently at my feet
Attached to the leash
Held in my hands and have no regrets
So heart after heart
I manipulated and abused
And obliterated without a doubt in my head
How fun!
How entertaining!
What a silly little game it was
To play with other's hearts
And screw with their heads
But what I truly was addicted to
Was the melody of my own
Heart being ripped into two
How beautiful it was
To feel something so intense
As the feeling of heart break
Overpowering my head and crushing my chest
To feel emotions so furious
They make me feel physically sick
And turn my entire body black and blue
To feel! To feel!
To feel such a pain! To feel so human!
It's something I now force myself to do
I want to feel the thoughts
Pounding in my head
And hear the echo inside of my empty chest
I want to hear the song of my own heart breaking
As it's the most beautiful melody of all
To hear the devastating harmonies
Over and over again
It's a tune so addicting
That I can not help but play it
On a never ending loop
In between the walls of my head
So please, sir
I beg you
I give you my heart
Please play me a song
And hurt me to the point
That when you push me down
I'm unable to stand back up!
