Song Description

An energetic rock anthem about being disappointed by someone.

Lyrics

Is your conscience like an insect?
Is it easy to ignore it?
Or does it bug you at night-time;
a mosquito buzzing in the bedroom.
Respect and admiration, conversation falls by the wayside.
You and I are slowly changing.
One forwards, one backwards.
But one day you'll come crawling back

The butterfly is changing back.
The pretty colours fade to black.
And caterpillar like before.
Won't be flying anymore.

I used to trust you.
You were an ally.
Now you're about as welcome as a blow fly.
And I'm the verbal exterminator:
one spray and
"Catch you later".
You're so devious
you're like a spider
in a web of lies that you're weaving.
My neck is open -
I'm none the wiser:
My blood is dripping from your inciser.
But one day you'll come crawling back.
 
The butterfly is changing back
The pretty colours fade to black
And caterpiller like before
Wont be flying anymore
I can't stand by and watch these things
Watching you tearing off your wings
'til you're nothing but a crawl
Butterfly, butterfall.
 
Looking out for number one
makes you look like number 2:
squashed like a bug
underneath my shoe.
 
The butterfly is changing back
The pretty colours fade to black
And caterpiller like before
Wont be flying anymore
You had wings but now there's none
The metamorphosis undone
And you can slither up a crack
But one day you'll come crawling back.