The Queen of spades has got a scepter
Red drops are falling on my face
And it's a cold cold cold December
and I believe your arrows was misplaced
Stupid Cupid I'm paying for your mistake
Stupid Cupid I blame you for this fate
Stupid Cupid You're making a fool of me
Stupid Cupid You make this heart
You make this heart, Bleed
The king of diamonds could have stopped this from the start
He's the ionly one who could hold, hold the Queen of hearts
But She's been ruling this kingdom for far too long
and now her son's made me the one and he's got it all wrong
Stupid Cupid I'm paying for your mistake
Stupid Cupid I blame you for this fate
Stupid Cupid You're making a fool of me
Stupid Cupid You make this heart
You make this heart, Bleed
You caught me by the way-side, when I stepped into your sight
Watch where you point that thing, it could change everything
Once you get in and think you got it,
Under control but soon you'll find that the
Red sets in and your pulse gets rapid
and that's when you begin this habit
I feel no pain, I feel no pain
I feel no pain, I feel no pain
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