Alone In Your Sea Of Lies Three months ago it was the start; the start of something new, and sweet and true. You were always kind and generous, you actually cared a lot. Then you started asking for more and more, for things I wasn't willing to send you. When you couldn't get your way that's when it started, the lies, the hurt, the empty promises. It started going downhill a long time ago, and now I finally lay it down to rest. I sent my last butterfly away in the beginning of the month and I wanted it to come back, I really did, but that's too late you've lost my love and I'm still surrounded by your sea of lies.

What Once Was Butterflies, butterflies always come and play. Jittering in my stomach only when you stay. Sadly, sadly what can I say; I kissed my last butterfly away.