[Intro – Male Vocals, upbeat, cheerful] Hey hey, little lovebird, watch the skies Cupid's got his bow and his heart-shaped eyes Flutterin' around with a giggle and a grin Who’s gonna fall in love today? Let the games begin! [Verse 1 – Male Vocals, bright pop tone] Oh he’s got the wings, got the halo too Twirlin' through the clouds just for me and you A wink, a smirk, a golden dart Aim it right between your beating heart [Pre-Chorus – Female Vocals, playful] He’s playin’ matchmaker, that’s what they say But lately he’s been actin’ a different way Feathers stained red, oh what a thrill Cupid’s out here hunting for the kill [Chorus – Male Vocals, darker tone, echo FX] No more sweet nothin’s, no soft little sighs His arrows don’t spark love, they cut and they slice Run run run, can’t hide from his will Baby, Cupid’s got the hunger, and he’s shootin’ to kill [Verse 2 – Male Vocals, slightly unhinged tone] See him in the moonlight, grin so wide Lookin' for a target with nowhere to hide Not about kisses, roses or wine He wants your last breath… right on Valentine [Pre-Chorus – Female Vocals, whisper FX layered] Forget about romance, forget candlelight He’s lurking with a quiver in the dead of night When you hear that twang… your blood goes still Say goodbye to love, you’re his next thrill [Chorus – Male Vocals, dark, glitchy FX layered] No more sweet nothin’s, no soft little sighs His arrows don’t spark love, they cut and they slice Run run run, can’t hide from his will Baby, Cupid’s got the hunger, and he’s shootin’ to kill [Bridge – Male Vocals, spoken with eerie reverb] Love is a game… but death is his art He’ll pin your shadow to the wall, tear out your heart With a cherub’s grin, he seals your fate Say your last prayers… you’re already too late [Chorus – Full, layered vocals with echoes] No more sweet nothin’s, no soft little sighs His arrows don’t spark love, they cut and they slice Run run run, can’t hide from his will Baby, Cupid’s got the hunger, and he’s shootin’ to kill [Outro – Female Vocals, soft with sinister whisper] Watch the skies, don’t look away Cupid’s hunting hearts today Blood-red feathers, gold-tipped thrill Cupid’s out here shootin’ to kill…