We've ignored the truth
trying to paint this perfect life
there's no ugliness if we only close our eyes
but you cut too deep too often
now i'm hemorrhaging inside
and now it's too late to stich up
with a butterfly
Chorus:
Is this what you want?
is this what you need?
to tear out my soul
and watch as i bleed?
Is this what you want?
are you satisfied?
there's nothing left
you've bled me dry
I swallow all my hate
keep it buried deep inside
but i'm choking on a truth i can't deny
that you cut too deep too often
and i'm hemorrhaging inside
and it will take more than a
tourniquet this time
Chorus
But you cut too deep too often
now i'm hemorrhaging inside
and now it's too late to stich up
with a butterfly
Chorus