Butterflies

you cant leave me here
in doubt about us, but believing the best
you cant leave me here
when Im lost without you, hoping youll find me-

you cant leave me here
when I trusted you to lead the way to safety,
and I was dumb to follow you-

are the late night screams the same as dreams to you
when theyre the same to me
if its the same to you just leave me here
but I cant do the same to you-
as you dress when youre done with him,
think of me, and on your dresser are the dead roses I bought for you
why do you keep them, is it to keep a piece of me
but you reject all of me...

you cant leave me here
numb to the touch of you, desperate to feel anything
your touch disgusts me
and what was once butterflies, have turned on me

the very wings of this moth caught fire from the flame,
the very flame you are to me
so turn off the lights each time, cause youre always burning
and they are all drawn to you
but the only thing you drew from me was blood
just to keep a piece of me
so when youre with him,
I said I was dumb, and maybe this is peace to me

are the late night screams the same as dreams to you
when theyre the same to me
if its the same to you just leave me here
but I cant do the same to you-
as you dress when youre done with him,
think of me, and on your dresser are the dead roses I bought for you
why do you keep them, is it to keep a piece of me
but you reject all of me...