Butterfly

The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new And I feel a new beginning The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new And I feel a new beginning So I go to work and smile And I'm happy with myself A brave face for my crowd Correcting all my faults With prescription medicine My trouble surges The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new And I feel a new beginning The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new And I feel a new beginning There is beauty on my own Where I gloss over my flaws At least I like to think I do Correct my errors and my faults To be someone who is appeased With who I am for The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new And I feel a new beginning The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new And I feel a new beginning Again, again Right then, I have to make a choice I'm gonna start right over as another boy Just got to poke me, kick me off my arse Make it rhyme, make it bland, make it sell So she said