(E) BLOODY BUTTERFLIES!

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V1 :

You know my friends are dead.

Their ghosts are running through my head.

Do you prefer for me to stay depressed?

Or would you love a girl that's happy with good rest?

I think it's the first one.

Since you love to hurt me in front of everyone.

Pre-Chorus :

I missed it when I had no problems.

You come into my life and say you can solve 'em.

Look at me now because I believed that shit.

Chorus :

Look at what you've done to me.

You left me now I've got blood in my fucking eyes!

Crying blood is all I'm doing now.

Knees on the ground.

Love to see me cry.

Love to see me beg.

Love to tell all these lies.

Love to turn my blue skies to gray.

Bloody butterflies are what's in me.

But you kill the love I used to need.

V2 :

You know my family's gone.

My memories with them will never live on.

'Cuz what did you teach me other than abandonment hurts badly?

Or how no one will only accept the perfectly perfect me?

I think it's both.

Since you love reflecting what they do to me.

Love doing the most.

Pre-Chorus :

I missed it when I had no problems.

You come into my life and say you can solve 'em.

Look at me now because I believed that shit.

Chorus :

Look at what you've done to me.

You left me now I've got blood in my fucking eyes!

Crying blood is all I'm doing now.

Knees on the ground.

Love to see me cry.

Love to see me beg.

Love to tell all these lies.

Love to turn my blue skies to gray.

Bloody butterflies are what's in me.

But you kill the love I used to need.

Bridge :

Argumentative is what you like to be.

Always doing wrong then placing the blame on me.

Fuck, being a player is what you like to do.

Can't you see that you're the entire problem too?

Damn.

Chorus :

Look at what you've done to me.

You left me now I've got blood in my fucking eyes!

Crying blood is all I'm doing now.

Knees on the ground.

Love to see me cry.

Love to see me beg.

Love to tell all these lies.

Love to turn my blue skies to gray.

Bloody butterflies are what's in me.

But you kill the love I used to need.

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