Man in the middle
Deciphering our language
Much to our recreation
When you try to ignore
Those men dressed as French fries
Disrupt our conversations with their smiles
And you try to light a cigarette
I know I have that habit
But you ain't touching that shit
It feels crippled
You know I need a second voice
To tell me why it's simple
And you, terrified sleeper
I'm just five steps away
Come to me when you're eager to dance
Questioning the things that make you whole
You know it's more complex
Stop shattering your bones
It's a process
If you don't feel like talking
We can just sit in silence
Oh boy, fifty-fifty
Oh God, wasn't he lucky
Say I love you to your family just in case
Something's boiling deep inside
You butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly