Swallowtail - Finger Eleven

let me in 
and let me go 
tell me that 
i need to know 

swallow the key swallow the key 
you feel compelled but its far too late to try and tell me now 
so i'll try to suck it out 
open mouth feels warm 
secrets swollen so sore 

we all know and we can't ask why 
you turned into an ugly butterfly 
that shape of you 
closes in and forms a shade of grey 
hanging over hanging me 

sorry you're gone 
the voices they left me thinking 
the words that i've forgotten now 
try to come but can't come out