and let me go
 tell me that
 i need toknow

 swallow the key swallow the key
 you feel compelled but its far too late to try and tell me now
 so i'll try to suck it out
 open mouth feels warm
 secrets swollen so sore

 we all know and we can't ask why
 you turned into an ugly butterfly
 that shape of you
 closes in and forms a shade of grey
 hanging over hanging me

 sorry you're gone
 the voices they left me thinking
 the words that i've forgotten now
 try to come but can't come out