Those Girls

Those are the scarlet butterflies of the world....

They are tainted by there perpetual memories of sin.

Did you forget about that girl, the one you called your scarlet butterfly.

She was the one to swing your hand and tell you that the world was such a wonderful place,

Even though she knew the reality was oh so different.

But did you remember that somewhere you left her?

She wasnt so strong.

Did you regret not holding her hand through the dark?

Did you run when the light dimmed down?

Your love was like a nusery rhyme,

Ones she heard when she was small,

When she was actually strong.

Now that she needed it the most,

it was just gone.

Your scarlet butterfly was left alone,

Did you forget?