I'd rip the wings off Cupid's back to better his aim Then maybe he'll shoot straight to my chest And not below the belt How can I trust him with these arrows when I know he'll miss again But I can't live with constant accidents So I'll arm myself to rid this world of "Love" And on this Red Day the icon of love is bloodied up And I found horns beneath his halo I would stab him a thousand times again To hear the scream of so many sleepless nights Then maybe he'll shoot straight to my chest and not below the belt My mother told me anything too sweet will surley break your teeth Sweetheart you'll offer me again your chocolate covered razor blades But I'll sweep you off your feet So just bite this rose and let's tango Let's dance 'till our legs fall off (Let's dance 'till our legs finally fall) What a fool I was to trust in man made love I'll never trust that lie again!