Butterfly

You were an innocent child before I laid my hands on you And all that pain that you held inside Was just waiting to bloom in a darkened room And you just flew right into the light and came alive My little butterfly Well, you'd never known love and you'd never known pain But you found out that they were just like wine and champagne You could drink a little more, then you hurt a little less And you'd get that butterfly feeling underneath your dress And your promises would turn into lies Then you'd fly My little butterfly Now I'm lying here, babe, on your side of the bed And I've got unclean thoughts flying through my head And I'm thinking about love, yes I'm thinking about pain And I'm thinking about some way that I might feel good again Yes, I'm thinking about my little butterfly