Used Glove

Cupid ran out of arrows
Shooting everyone but me
While everyone out there feels love and feelings for one another
I'm stuck here thinking i'm a freak.
All these mushy gushy hearts are so fake
These cards and roses and candy
I want to throw them in a lake.
While everyone else shows their love i'm thrown into the side like a used glove
There's no special guy
Theres no knee-shaking love
There's only me
The dirty used glove