Spoiled Bonesbutterfly toes
Butterflies in my stomach
But not like the kind you get from love
Butterflies in my stomach
I think they were sent from above
They started out as little worms
Then they made a little home
Butterflies in my stomach
Around my tummy is where they roam
They eat out my insides and continue to grow
All wrapped up, one by one, hanging from their butterfly toes Months go by, even years before I set them free
Butterflies in my stomach
One for you, three for me
Written by Morgan | @nagromy
