Butterfly Unto Others

I could shelter you in security
Draw you close to me with affectionate praise
Or I could close my hand and imprison you, yeah
And cut the light that shins in the open summer sky
Don't cry

Butterfly
I'm tearing off your wings
Butterfly
You die with me

I could win your heart with a melody
I could comfort you with a sweet serenade
I made
Or I could lash my tongue in a criticism, yeah
Or put you down and pray for the tears in your eyes
I want you to die

Butterfly
I'm tearing off your wings
Butterfly
You die with me

So die already

Butterfly
I'm tearing off your wings
Butterfly
You die with me