(featuring Tracy Bonham)  I used to think cupid was a real jerk  A child star, tormented  A faded star of yesterday  Now toothless and jaded  He shoots his arrows wildely with bottles  Scattered across the sky  He trips on clouds  With a face like Keith Richards  I am your voice what you propose  I am your choice your vow to be  Whatever you do I'll agree  Please forgive me my cruel joke  I'm everywhere, partial and entire  I'm on the inside of everything  And on the outside  I'm trembling like a man away from home  But I can't speak my heart  In case they hear me  Now, no one will listen to our song  I used to think cupid was an asshole  The loneliest soul in the universe  And as the wrinkled birdman approached me  I could smell his smouldering cigarette breath  And he looked at me out the corner of his head  And he spoke  So, you ask me why no one stays together anymore  You're never around when I need you  You're never around when I need you