old flame

you knew in five minutes, but i knew in a sentence, you knew in five minutes, but i knew in a sentence, so why do we go through all of this again?, your eyes are flutterin', such pretty wings. a moth, flyin' into the, same old flame again, it never ends, it's not like i dropped the bomb, on my conscience mom, it takes fightin' day and night, to make such a good thing die, out, everyone out, i give too much shit at home, in my heart and mind, it gets me every time, so why do we go, through all this shit again, your eyes are flutterin', such pretty wings. a moth flyin' into me, the same old flame again, it never ends