I was a little-known, high-minded so-and-so
You were a nymph in a painting by Bougeureau
And you lived to let your long, black tresses flow
As you lived life inside of the frame
In a nimbus of cherubs with downy wings
Who were shooting their arrows at anything
You were destined to feel that romantic sting
They all thought it was some kind of a game
Your virtue has you trembling inside
Cuz you never know where well-armed angels hide
So your poor heart doesn't come to any harm
I'll be holding back the crook of Cupid's arm
You step into a circle of circumstance
Where you've watched your love come and go, happenstance
This arena has seen many games of chance
That depend on the spin of a wheel
It is not for the wager you work so hard
You have too much to lose on just any card
And you bet with your heart, though your heart is scarred
And you say that's a sign that it's healed
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And you know you're a bit of a flirt
But it's just not enough
And you know that you're gonna get hurt
If it turns into love
I would block out the sun if it did you ill
I would keep you from swallowing a bitter pill
I would take all the pain that you ought to feel
And gladly would make it all mine
So beware of the love that you want from me
And take care of your health and your sanity
I might tear out your heart like it's destiny
But, for now, I will try and be kind
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