Cupid's Arrow

I found a bow, and a little wooden arrow
 In a store that was full of nothing that I was there for
 I bought it for a song I had saved up in a pocket
 And I tucked it in my coat, like a sniper with a rocket
 I walked around the cold, cold town, just a maiden on a mission
 Consumed with ideas of revenge and redemption
 But you've got to learn to shoot first
 If you're aiming to kill
 I practiced on a target in a park with empty benches
 And the little wooden arrow closed on in each time by inches
 Then one day the little arrow found the mark of his endeavor
 And the crazy-eyed old bull, he was blinded forever
 I set out on a hunt, with my arrow and my bow
 Til in my sights had fallen one who hurt me long ago
 But then I knew I never could have killed him all along
 So I returned the bow and arrow and the store gave back this song
 I walked around the cold, cold town, just a maiden on a mission
 She never had ideas of revenge and redemption
 Shouldn't've ever messed cupid's arrow all along
 I returned the bow and arrow and the store gave back my song