Emotions on the blink again
Butterflies, butterflies
Butterflies, butterflies
Tie a silver ribbon around
The wolf has caught the chicken
Of one who does not care
The death of my control
Butterflies, butterflies
And now I feel unsteady
Sickened by the wanting
Butterflies, butterflies
They put them in a hole
And drowning from the need
The pieces that remain
Sickened by the notion
To sipping cocktail sedatives
So kick me when you're ready
Cut the stomach out and hand it over
Butterflies, butterflies
Cut the stomach out and hand it over
Here lies a violet coffin
Cut the stomach out and hand it over
Choking on the bullet
So raise your glass to sorrow
Two months to hide somewhere
I give myself again
That you walk over
Butterflies, butterflies
My heart will be the bridge that you walk over
My heart will be the bridge that you walk over
And drink to all the pain
Along with all my skeletons
My heart will be the bridge that you walk over
This dichromatic vision
The gun that's found a friend
