Its a good year for a murder
shes praying to jesus, shes pulling the trigger
theres no tears, cause hes not here
she washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner
but soon theyll be coming to rush her away
no ones so sure if her crime had a reason
reasons like seasons
they constantly change
and the seasons of last year
like reasons have floated away
away with this spilt milk
away with this dirty dish water, away
seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter
"its me and the moon," she says
i got no trouble with that
but i am a butterfly, you wouldnt let me die
"its me and the moon," she says
and its over, but it just started
the blood stained the carpet
her heart like a crystal
shes lucid and departed
a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away
away with these nightmares
away with suburbia
shake down away
you marry a role and
you give up your soul til you break down
"its me and the moon," she says
"i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldnt let me die"
"its me and the moon," she says
but what do you say we go for a ride?
what do you say we get high?
but im so tired of days that feel like the night
"its me and the moon," she says
and i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldnt let me die
i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly
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