old flame

you knew in five minutes

but i knew in a sentence

you knew in five minutes

but i knew in a sentence

so why do we go through all of this again?

your eyes are flutterin'

such pretty wings. a moth

flyin' into the

same old flame again

it never ends

it's not like i dropped the bomb

on my conscience mom

it takes fightin' day and night

to make such a good thing die

out

everyone out

i give too much shit at home

in my heart and mind

it gets me every time

so why do we go

through all this shit again

your eyes are flutterin'

such pretty wings. a moth flyin' into me

the same old flame again

it never ends