Last Butterfly

Last Butterfly



Irresistible the confidence in your voice

I keep on listening without a choice

Irresistible the shivers down my spine

The way this information echoes in my mind



You terminated the last butterfly

If I think about it surely makes me cry, makes me cry



Unbelievable how some things never change

You are incapable of mending your ways

You've got a taste for pretty eyes

You have a need to live a lie



So secure and completely untrustworthy

I try to resist it but I won't believe it