Yesterday I went outside    With my momma's mason jar    Caught a lovely Butterfly    When I woke up today    And looked in on my fairy pet    She had withered all away    No more sighing in her breast    I'm sorry for what I did    I did what my body told me to    I didn't mean to do you harm    But everytime I pin down what I think I want    it slips away - the ghost slips away    I smell you on my hand for days    I can't wash away your scent    if I'm a dog then you're a bitch    I guess you're as real as me    maybe I can live with that    maybe I need fantasy    a life of chasing Butterfly    I told you I would return    When the robin makes his nest    but I ain't never coming back    I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry