Femme Fatale

I'm as harmless as a butterfly
but you sting me like a bee.
The pain in my head hurts
less than the pain in my head.

I could sit in there, without you.
Let the celluloid cells fill my head.
But my brain's filled with prison bars
I throw up for safe measure against you.

The cinevision picture never looked as dull
as when it captured your image.
I only noticed once I cased my 3-d glasses
and saw the blurry I once viewed crystal clear.

I sit out here, without you.
My googly eyes set to panavision.
Dejection is something I never wanted to take
but should have expected.

I understand Lord, I understand