You knew in five minutes — But I knew in a sentence
You knew in five minutes — But I knew in a sentence
So why do we go — through all of this again?
Your eyes are flutterin’ — Such pretty wings.
A moth, flyin’ into the — Same old flame again
It never ends
It’s not like I dropped the bomb,
on my conscience mom
It takes fightin’ day and night
to make such a good thing die
Out, everyone out — I give too much shit a home
In my heart and mind — It gets me every time
So why do we go — Through all this shit again
Your eyes are Flutterin’ — Such pretty wings.
A moth flyin’ into me -The same old flame again