Mala Mariposa - Jean Dawson

Mala mariposa

Dime Cosas

Que me hacen daño

Mala mariposa

Ya no llores

Ya no hay flores

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

Buzzin' 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