Be kind Please, let me come inside It's cold and getting dark and you are sorry and I'm tired Dont hide I can see it in your eyes That you can't stand to be alone, but then you never really tried Oooh So prone To blood and broken bones I only asked if you still loved me and you said to let it go Oh, no A butterfly exposed We're just a casualty of growth and we've got nowhere else to go You're sick of saying sorry and I'm tired of saying no