Из альбома: Don't Look So Surprised

Tell me why you're always falling on the thorns of life
and I swear to god I'll stop you're bleeding,
if you can keep your wings from beating.

I could hold you like a poet in a jar,
butterflies they don't drive cars
over the mountains.
I'm out of pennies for your fountain.

And I have so much else I want to say,
but you'll never listen anyway.
My days are filled with anguish,
cause I don't speak the language of butterflies.
Hey, don't look so surprised.
Don't look so surprised.

Killing time at Jenny's place,
wasted nights and wasted days,
I know that I could never trade them.
She steals my lines verbatim.

Spread your wings like jelly, butterfly.
You're yellow bellied and so am I.
I know how you're feeling,
why don't you come down from the ceiling?

I have so much else I need to say,
but you'd never get it anyway.
My days are filled with anguish,
cause I don't speak the language of butterflies.
Hey, well, don't look so surprised.
Don't look so surprised.

Tell me why you're always falling on the thorns of life
and I swear to god I'll stop your bleeding,
if you can keep your wings from beating.

Don't look so surprised.

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