The Butterflies Are on the Setlist

This neighborhood is an artifact
One lucky match could strike it down
I left town in a wave of whiskey neat
Forget me well

You needful things were killing me
Like a second hand disease
Before too long
You'll find another missing person who is willing to bleed

Hellbound for a losing streak
And the headlines said
Better days are never coming back
It started coming apart by a thread
This magnificent wreck

You can tell them all to fire at will
Gotta aim for the head, kid
And count every lucky shot
Because that second line don't miss
I hope you're good at being buried
And carrying all that weight
It's time that someone came to take my place

Hellbound for a losing streak
And the headlines said
Better days are never coming back
It started coming apart by a thread
This magnificent wreck



Credits
Writer(s): Tyson Sleete
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