Cupid de Locke     billy corgan


Cupid hath pulled back his sweetheart's bow
To cast divine arrows into her soul
To grab her intention swift and quick
Or morrow the marrow in her bones be thick
With turpentine kisses and mistaken blows

See the Devil may do as the Devil may care
He loves none sweeter as the sweeter they dare
Her mouth the mischief he doth seek
Her heart the captive of which he speaks
So note all ye lovers in love with the sound
Your world be shattered with nary a note
Of one Cupid's arrow under your coat

And in the land of star-crossed lovers
And barren-hearted wanderers
Forever lost in forsaken missives and Satan's pull
We seek the unseekable and we speak the unspeakable
Our hopes gathering dust to dust
In faith, in compassion, and in love