Killing Cupid

All these, all these tears, these tears
I'm gonna fly away, I’m gonna fly away
(Bongo by the way)

Oh, oh, can't take the fucking pressure
You're no work of art, babe
I’ve been lurkin', schemin', plottin', keepin' focused
Long enough to see the façade, all the lies, through the lost
Called a friend and pinned it on both us, now I'm emotionless over this
Hopeless relationship, repeat offenders, guilty as charged
I've got murder on my mind

Yeah, I'm like that
Blood in my dress, gun in my hand
I think the honeymoon is over
I’m gonna kill Cupid
Hunt him down in cold blood, oh, oh
’Cause the honeymoon is over
A bullet through his heart

I've been using all kind of drugs
I don’t drink, but I'm pouring up
I've been acting out, I don't recognise myself
Fell too hard, arrow scars, never gonna happen again, no
I ain’t going out like that, bitch I ain't going out like that

Yeah, I'm like that
Blood in my dress, gun in my hand
I think the honeymoon is over
I'm gonna kill Cupid
Hunt him down in cold blood, oh, oh
'Cause the honeymoon is over
A bullet through his heart

I'm on my way to yours, oh, oh
I'm gonna kill Cupid
Hunt him down in cold blood