Antisocial Butterfly

I am the insect In the corner of the room I'm minding my own business But people want to crush me with their shoes Until I'm bursting All my guts on the hardwood floor This is why I don't open up to anybody anymore I'm never coming out of my chrysalis Never going through a metamorphosis I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die I'm an antisocial butterfly Just an antisocial butterfly Back in the 9th grade My friends sent me to the guidance counselor For threatening to kill myself On AOL Instant Messenger That's the kind of information I share with people at a party Then I go home and panic And text everyone I'm sorry I'm sorry, I didn't I'm never coming out of my chrysalis Never going through a metamorphosis I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die I'm an antisocial butterfly Just an antisocial butterfly I'm so fucking fragile Na na na (yeah) Na na na na (I'm so fucking fragile) Na na na (yeah) Aren't we all just creepy, crawly things Gross eyeballs, brains, and arms, and legs We live, and we die, and we fry in the sun What if god is a little kid killing bugs for fun I'm never coming out of my chrysalis (na na na) Never going through a metamorphosis (na na) I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die (na na na) I'm an antisocial butterfly Never coming out of my chrysalis (na na na) Never going through a metamorphosis (na na na na) I'm flipping you off while I flutter by (na na na) I'm an antisocial butterfly Just an antisocial butterfly I'm so fucking fragile