Lyrics
It's a good year for a murder
She's praying to Jesus
She's pulling the trigger
There's no tears
'Cause he's not here
She washes her hands
And she fixes the dinner
But soon they'll be coming to rush her away
No one's so sure if her crime had a reason
But reasons like seasons they constantly change
And the seasons of lies still like reasons are flowing, away
Away with this spilled milk
Away with this dirty dishwater
Away
Seventeen years and all that he gave was a daughter
"It's me and the moon" she says
"And I got no trouble with that"
"And I am a butterfly but you wouldn't let me die"
"It's me and the moon" she says
And it's over, it just started
The blood stained the carpet
Her heart like a crystal
She's lucid and departed
A life left behind she can find in her mind, gone away
Away with these nightmares
Away with suburbia shakedown
Away
You marry a role and you give up your soul till you break down
"It's me and the moon" she says
"And I got no trouble with that"
"And I am a butterfly but you wouldn't let me die"
"It's me and the moon" she says
But what do you say we go for a ride?
What do you say we get high?
But I'm so tired of days that feel like the night
"It's me and the moon" she says
"And I got no trouble with that"
"And I am a butterfly but you wouldn't let me die"
"I am a butterfly but you wouldn't let me die"
"I am a butterfly"
"I am a butterfly"
"I am a butterfly"