The Gods of Love

You are blithe and happy And you are blind and fond And you've got butterflies in your stomach You feel cute and pleasing And you feel desirable And you dance all night But you will pay back We are the hurt We are the sorrow We are the rain and pain in your heart We are the sores We are the misery We are, we are the gods of love We are the lie We are the ruin We are the tear and fear in your heart We are the doom We are indignity We are, we are the gods of love You are rash and cocky And you give a high clear laugh And you've got butterflies in your stomach You're hit by cupid's arrow But your bliss ain't made to last We will ensure you suffer shipwreck We are the hurt We are the sorrow We are the rain and pain in your heart We are the sores We are the misery We are, we are the gods of love We are the lie We are the ruin We are the tear and fear in your heart We are the doom We are indignity We are, we are the gods of love We are, we are the gods of love We are the hurt We are the sorrow We are the rain and pain in your heart We are the sores We are the misery We are, we are the gods of love We are the lie We are the ruin We are the tear and fear in your heart We are the doom We are indignity We are, we are the gods of love We are, we are the gods of love We are, we are the gods of love We are, we are the gods of love We are, we are the gods of love