I don't believe in butterflies From the very first sentence above my eyes
And I don't really understand Why you hold my hand when I can barely even stand
'Cause I don't care about it any other way Just listening to everything you say
'Cause I'm a perfect broken mess You wouldn't talk to me unless You're truly in love
You love me, baby, I can tell I know I'll never wear off the spell
The world with you goes round and round and round What a beautiful thing I've found And the butterflies in your eyes
'Cause I don't care about it any other way Just listening to everything you say
'Cause I'm a perfect broken mess You wouldn't talk to me unless You're truly in love
You love me, baby, I can tell I know I'll never wear off the spell