Butterfly Boy

You made a mess of my head

I've never felt so loved in death

Your words are hard to digest

Why can't you be nice instead?

Oh, my butterfly boy

Go and make hurricanes

Oh, I know you can blow him away

You don't care what I have to say

You make me mess up my words

Push and pull until it hurts

If you could let it all go

It would make one hell of a difference, you know

Oh, my butterfly boy

Go and make hurricanes

Oh, I know you can blow him away

You don't care what I have to say

What I have to say

What I have to say

What I have to say

What I have to say

What I have to say

Oh, my butterfly boy

Go and make hurricanes

Oh, I know you can blow him away

You don't care what I have to say

Oh, my butterfly boy

Come and see the life I have made

Oh, I know you can blow me away

You don't care what I have to say

What I have to say

What I have to say

What I have to say