“Second Thoughts”

Trinkets and trophies
Are all I see
Decorated in the finest fashion sheets

Gold plated diamond rings
Sparkling in season
Ripe with shiny selections

You made your case
And ran away
It’s like you never cared

To you I’m always second place
And I’m still chasing those butterflies
Melting ice in front of my eyes

This isn't home
I'd rather be alone

I’m right beside you
Your head in your phone
You don't even want to hold me
I hear it in you tone

You threw me away for hundreds of days
And expect me to comply
With your lies

You made your case
And ran away
I’m done playing this game

To you I’m
Always second place
So why should I keep chasing those butterflies that died

To you I’m only second place, oh no
This isn't home
I'd rather be alone

“So why should I
Keep chasing those butterflies?”

I understand that I'm not priority on your list
But when it’s him
Don't give me that shit

Are you chasing those butterflies
That died?