Has there ever been a good time
Sometimes there was nothing much to say
Open me up and look on the inside
Take the pieces I don’t need

Stitch me back with golden needles
So it catches the sunlight when I turn
I will forever be reminded
These golden scars will never fade

Butterflies with razor blade wings
Fly gracefully inside of me

Do you ever swim in your sleep?
You’re always close to being drowned
Lie on the bed in a sea of trouble
Waiting for your net to pick me up

But there are no boats upon this ocean
The waves just toss them all away
I have to wait for calmer weather
Or pray I float towards the shore

I’ve taken all the mirrors down
All but the one beside the door
As I leave I check my refection
Just to be sure to put on a show

Butterflies with razor blade wings
Fly gracefully inside of me