Cupid

See

Love is a funny thing

You can see it happening

And on the inside it feels so good 

And warm

But when you're Cupid

And you have no one

Love is just a chore

Love is an arrow that stings a little at first 

But suddenly you don't care because you can't stop thinking about him

Or her, of course...

On the outside, looking in

Love is cold

You're left out

You're alone, 

You have no one to hold you 

Because you're too busy making everyone else hold each other

And keeping everyone else happy.

Love... 

Love is just a cliche to Cupid.