Текст: Kottonmouth Kings. High Society. Cupid's Dead.

-you read the papers today?- I read the news today oh boy, Newspaper hinted suicide, About a tragic comedy Sleep tight now that The letterhead read Dear Johnny A tainted truth was all it said, You've made your bed An arrow that once pierced your heart Points to the apple on your head Three sides to every story Yours, mine And, Monday morning's CUPID'S DEAD, HEADLINES READ, CUPID'S DEAD CUPID'S DEAD, HEADLINES READ, CUPID'S DEAD Oh, Romeo, Oh, Romeo You wouldn't be the last to know Where did our love go, Romeo? If you read between the headlines, No mystery yet to unfold, A paperboy left in the cold A love was said to never die, Withered away and just got old is a crime of passion 'Our top story tonight, is found in bed, wearing only a diaper, The victim, an unidentified man, and clutching a letter in the other. holding a bow an arrow in one hand, The letter simply read ... CUPID'S DEAD.' Extra, extra, extra, read all about it CUPID'S DEAD, Cupid is dead, deceased, I got peace of mind Still it's hard to forget, what it leaves behind A lot of love lost, your feelings are wasted, tasted the sweetness, the thought, of being alone Nor more companionship, you can handle it, but now you're faced with, leave it behind, just abandon it, and look for the brighter day Give it some time, cause it won't come right away You gotta be standing strong, hold on to your dignity Don't sit around, It's time to move on, saying look what ya did to me you gotta continue to look for a love, Cupid is dead now, of a life that's within you it's time to rely on, yourself to cope DEAD You got no shoulder to cry on