butterfly

I was locked in a cage

With our love it was a bad stage

We hold our emotions and build it up with rage

Why do you wanna rush? this can't be a race

You said that you love me but on the low you wanted me to get replace

We was on the same book but not the same page

(No, no on the same page)

I told you can we work it out

But you're actions say other wise

You was worried about yourself

But at the same time you was talking to someone else

You was loving yourself