Cupid's Arrow

I found a bow, and a little wooden arrow

In a store that was full of nothing that I was there for

I bought it for a song I had saved up in a pocket

And I tucked it in my coat, like a sniper with a rocket

I walked around the cold, cold town, just a maiden on a mission

Consumed with ideas of revenge and redemption

But you've got to learn to shoot first

If you're aiming to kill

I practiced on a target in a park with empty benches

And the little wooden arrow closed on in each time by inches

Then one day the little arrow found the mark of his endeavor

And the crazy-eyed old bull, he was blinded forever

I set out on a hunt, with my arrow and my bow

Til in my sights had fallen one who hurt me long ago

But then I knew I never could have killed him all along

So I returned the bow and arrow and the store gave back this song

I walked around the cold, cold town, just a maiden on a mission

She never had ideas of revenge and redemption

Shouldn't've ever messed cupid's arrow all along

I returned the bow and arrow and the store gave back my song