Sour Lemon

You still can't make me cry

You've pinned this butterfly down

My fire's burning out

Kill my flame without a frown

They've clipped my wings again

Tore them apart and then left me

No use to fly away

To my yesterday of freedom

My eyes died back that day

Seeing the hurt I may have done

Beat me instead of them

Pain is my only Zen of fun

Counting all the days I've been trapped inside your cage

Clipped my fucking wings and you told me I was saved

So drained, shackles on my chain

Wish I could fly away but I'm blinded by the pain

Old flame keep burning out my brain

Chest be getting tight every time I hear the name

It's like two of your vicious games

Time for me to go, baby, it just ain't the same