The Butterfly Collector (Gallagher Noel)

So you finally got what you wanted Youve achieved your aim by making me walk in line And when you just cant get any higher You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber And the small fame that youve acquired Has brought you into cult status But to me youre still a collector Theres tarts and whores but youre much more Youre a different kind cause you want their minds And you just dont care cause youve got no pride Its just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you And you started looking much older And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume But to you in your little dream world Youre still the queen of the butterfly collectors As you carry on cause its all you know You cant light a fire You cant cook or sew You get from day to day by filling your head But surely you must know the appeal between your legs Has worn off And I dont care about morals cause the worlds insane and were all to blame anyway And I dont feel any sorrow Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors Theres tarts and whores but youre much more Youre a different kind cause you want their minds And you just dont care cause youve got no pride Its just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you As you carry on cause its all you know You cant light a fire You cant cook or sew You get from day to day by filling your head But surely you must know the appeal between your legs Has worn off And I dont feel any sorrow Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors