It Wasn’t Me

I know he’s been pulverising steel 
I can see it in the way he feels
When he looks in my eyes
As if he knows everybody dies
And it’s an awareness kept from many
He looks for my butterflies but there aren’t any
Because they’ve all flown away
At my last gasp attempt at catching what you say
And you’re all money and cash
So I take hot sauce and smash
The windows out your car
Coz you chose another star
To orbit around
And I always thought the sound
Of my voice and truth
Would bring back the wings of youth
And entice you to stay
But you tell me I don’t care anyway
And there’s nothing I can say
To convince you of the ardent heart
That beats beneath the engine you start
With my key
If anyone asks, he didn’t choose me

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