Told Cupid not to aim at me..wasn't looking for love..but he put his arrow down, picked up a gun and shot a bullet with your name on it right into me..Tried to keep you in the friend zone..but all these any time, all the time conversations on the phone..got me up all night like J. Cole..I ain't drinking but we living out these love songs..Cupid got me good..disguised you as a friend..now it's you I always want to be next to..freely give you my time to spend..not afraid of loving you..just a little scared of how good it feels that you're loving me too..the heat of that love bullet warmes a heart that was cold..So I can't be mad at Cupid..even though he has me in a chokehold