Yesterday I went outside With my momma's mason jar Caught a lovely Butterfly When I woke up today And lookes in on my fairy pet She had withered all away No more sighing in her breast I'm sorry for what I did I did what my body told me to I did't mean to do you harm But every time I pin down what I think I want It slips away-the ghost slips away I smell you on my hand for days I can't wash away your scent If I'm a dog then you're a bitch I guess you're as real as me Maybe I can live with that Maybe I need fantasy A life of chasing Butterfly I told you I would retutn When the robin makes his nest But I ain't never comin' back I'm sorry
