Me and the Moon

It's a good year for a murder

she's begging 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

two men come to rush her away

no ones so sure if her crime had a reason

reasons like seasons

they constantly change

and the seasons of last year

like reasons have floated away

away with this spilt milk

away with this dirty dish water, away

seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter

"It's me and the moon," she says

I got no trouble with that

but I am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die

"It's me and the moon," she says

and it's over, but it just started

the blood stained the carpet

her heart like a crystal

shes lucid and departed

a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away

away with these nightmares

away with suburbia

shake them away

you marry a rule and

you give up your soul til you break down

"It's me and the moon," she says

I got no trouble with that, but I am a butterfly, 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, but I am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die

I am a butterfly, I am a butterfly, I am a butterfly