Well hey, dark haired, lovely miss
This is the spot where your story begins
Let’s celebrate tonight with a smile and a feast
Engulf and swallow everything in sight, at least
Never mind the newcomer, handsome beast
My little butterfly, wrapped up in a fist
Just withering thorns in her pink, naïve mind
She’s a red blossoming rose, but everyone’s blind…
A dark lily, unique things I find
My paper butterfly, she’s one of a kind
Not everyone can see how we’re akin
Hopefully you’ve come to realize I don’t exist
It’s not enough to be merely named in a glowing list
Thin, little butterfly with transparent skin
Tragedy and happiness, all part of her lore
Love and self destruction, she says “A bit more”
But I want to hold you to your very core
Fragile butterfly, cry your heart out until your eyes become sore
Whoever you wait for is taking too long
Why can’t happiness and truth ever come along?
And with your paper limbs you wrap me, hoping we’ll stand strong
See, my tattered butterfly, for you I wrote this song
Not everyone can see how we’re akin
Hopefully you’ve come to realize I don’t exist
It’s not enough to be merely named in a glowing list
Thin, little butterfly with transparent skin