yes

when playing with fire it is important to be aware that you just might get burned
learning to not expect much is quite a task, but one i frequent
and so it goes, pain is second nature
so heavy the blows, but only because of the sweet pleasure
of you and i leaping off the deep end
making it all like that vacation in south bend
but this is not life
this is not real
so yes to the moments of yes
pass over this body
pass on this lady
still considered blessed
no no i didn't forget
--those butterflies so beautiful
a warm and fuzzy for the ride
but dishonesty does not slide
lack of courtesy is not my style
so dead the butterflies are
yesterday, last week, last year so far
life before you, life changed because of you
too many people to love
so many places to get lost
somewhere between a neck and a shoulder
some place between hazy eyes and a breakfast touch
remember when we walked that street
pretending this was real
but stop pretending is my motto
and yours was always 'i don't know'
'k'
'hmmm'
'good answer'
and good they were
they were all of me
they are part of me

deep breaths come to visit me
i'm exhaling you out
so many quick fixes
just quick meals in a kitchen on fire
so it goes, so it goes
i'm mopping up the butterflies
doing inventory on the damages
gotta build this place up again
expecting visitors shortly
and this place better be in top notch condition
business as usual