I'll slip away through the kitchen room door
I won't bother or dirty the table no more
I'll climb to my room, I've forgotten one thing
But it's silly, just leave it for dust it'll yield
There need be a dusting to shine up the shelves
Let me and I'll only need talk to myself
I'm sure not to touch it, won't mark up the wood
My fingerprints break them like butterfly wings
With fingerprints, dead, I'm a butterfly wing
You may shred my note
It was a reminder how in agony I loved you the most
So I'll slip away through the kitchen room door
Won't bother or dirty your table no more
Just board up my room, my confession stays fair
I know you predicted it, I am nowhere
Just like you predicted, I'm going nowhere
