Mala Mariposa

(albüm: Bad Sports - 2019)

Mala mariposa
Dime Cosas
Que me hacen daño
Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores
Mala mariposa
Dime Cosas
Que me hacen daño
Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores

See I drive blind
In the sun
Windows full of bugs
See I breeze right
Past a slut
Flickin cigarette butts

I find
It easy to
Delay all my feelings
I don't wanna feel this way
I don't wanna feel the blame
My fucking heart is in a grave

Mala mariposa
Dime Cosas
Que me hacen daño
Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores
Mala mariposa
Dime Cosas
Que me hacen daño
Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores

And that's bad butterflies for those
Who don't speak my tongue
95 down a public street
Bugs splatter all over me
I'm not looking for a Jezebel Tinkerbell
Buzzing all under me
Look at my fucking wings
Look at my fucking dreams

And I don't need a Lezza Leeha Mary or Kesha
I'm the lonely lover boy
I'm the only person I enjoy
I'm the petty product of a friend zone
I'm the kid pretty girls missed on
I'm the good guy that always finish last
So I'ma say it first
You ain't shit

You got me fucked up
If you think
I'll still send you flowers
You got me fucked up
If you think
I'll still send you flowers
You got me fucked up
If you think
I'll still send you flowers
You got me fucked up
If you think
I'll still send you flowers