From "Ain't What You Know" (2009)

From “Ain’t What You Know” (2009)

by Bob Malone

She’s too beautiful to be approachable
Cynical, thinks love is negotiable
So the good men watch, paralyzed with fear
While another loser breaks her heart and disappears

He’ll put her on display
But he won’t ever let her fly away

She’s a butterfly, on a pin
No price too high for such a perfect specimen
Butterfly, can’t spread her wings
Although she’s tried again and again
They just pull her right out of the sky

She gets obsession confused with devotion
Loves the shiny fool’s gold of counterfeit emotion
But no man is himself when he’s under her spell
Is it really love? Well, it’s so hard to tell

And she gets everything she wants laid at her feet
But nothing she needs


Don’t you know that you can fly away?
Well, it don’t have to be this way
Don’t you know that you can fly away?
Fly away…


© 2008 Born Too Late Music (SESAC)/Nurvibob Music (SESAC)