| I read the news today oh boy,
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| About a tragic comedy
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| Newspaper hinted suicide,
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| The letterhead read Dear Johnny
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| A tainted truth was all it said,
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| Sleep tight now that
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| You’ve made your bed
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| An arrow that once pierced your heart
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| Points to the apple on your head
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| Three sides to every story
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| Yours, mine
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| And, Monday morning’s
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| CUPID’S DEAD, HEADLINES READ,
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| CUPID’S DEAD
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| CUPID’S DEAD, HEADLINES READ,
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| CUPID’S DEAD
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| Oh, Romeo, Oh, Romeo
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| Where did our love go, Romeo?
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| If you read between the headlines,
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| You wouldn’t be the last to know
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| No mystery yet to unfold,
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| A paperboy left in the cold
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| A love was said to never die,
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| Withered away and just got old
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| Our top story tonight,
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| is a crime of passion
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| The victim, an unidentified man,
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| is found in bed, wearing only a diaper,
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| holding a bow an arrow in one hand,
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| and clutching a letter in the other.
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| The letter simply read …
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| CUPID’S DEAD.
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| Extra, extra, extra,
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| read all about it CUPID’S DEAD,
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| Cupid is dead, deceased,
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| I got peace of mind
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| Still it’s hard to forget,
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| what it leaves behind
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| A lot of love lost,
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| your feelings are wasted,
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| tasted the sweetness,
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| but now you’re faced with,
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| the thought, of being alone
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| Nor more companionship,
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| you can handle it,
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| just abandon it,
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| leave it behind,
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| and look for the brighter day
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| Give it some time,
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| cause it won’t come right away
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| You gotta be standing strong,
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| hold on to your dignity
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| Don’t sit around,
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| saying look what ya did to me It’s time to move on,
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| you gotta continue
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| to look for a love,
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| of a life that’s within you
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| Cupid is dead now,
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| it’s time to rely on,
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| yourself to cope
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| You got no shoulder to cry on DEAD |