You knew in five minutes,But I knew in a sentenceYou knew in five minutes,But I knew in a sentenceSo why do we go through all of this again?Your eyes are flutterinâSuch pretty wings.A moth, flyinâ into theSame old flame againIt never endsItâs not like I dropped the bomb,on my conscience momIt takes fightinâ day and nightto make such a good thing dieOut, everyone outI give too much shit at homeIn my heart and mindIt gets me every timeSo why do we goThrough all this shit againYour eyes are FlutterinâSuch pretty wings.A moth flyinâ into meThe same old flame againIt never ends