Oh he gave up on arrows a long, long time ago
Turns out I’m too hard to hit so he put away his bow
I might just keep on runnin’ from here to Timbuktu
‘Cause he gave up on arrows and I ain’t bulletproof

Yeah Cupid’s got a shotgun aiming at my heart
I’ve been dodging bullets, I’ve been hiding in the dark
Shot a double barrel, trigger happy as could be
Cupid’s got a shotgun and he’s pointing it at me

He’s sitting in that treestand and his wings are camouflage
I’m dug down in my foxhole waiting on his next barrage
Must be open season, got a target on my back
Think he’s throwing love grenades and I’m under attack

– Carrie Underwood, Cupid‘s Got A Shotgun