Lyrics: John Michael Howell
Music: John Michael Howell
I think Cupid hates my guts
He made everybody fall in love but me
Now I'm all alone, nobody to hold
Maybe it's just my bad luck
But, I think Cupid hates my guts
They say it'll all work out (It'll all work out)
Love is gonna find you, someday, somehow (Someday, somehow)
Someway, somehow
But, I have my doubts
Lately I feel somethin' tryna keep me down (Tryna keep me down)
Tryna keep me down
I know that it's stupid (Mm-hm)
Maybe I'm just nuts, but—
I think Cupid hates my guts
He made everybody fall in love but me
Now I'm all alone, nobody to hold
Maybe it's just my bad luck
But, I think Cupid hates my guts
Ooh ooh ooh
Now I'm all alone, nobody to hold
Maybe it's just my bad luck, my bad luck
Now I'm all alone, nobody to hold
Maybe it's just my bad luck
I think Cupid hates my guts
He made everybody fall in love but me
Now I'm all alone, nobody to hold
Maybe it's just my bad luck
But, I think Cupid hates my guts