I might not always pick up the phone
Cause I often need time on my own
I’ll be probably writing some songs
I’ve got a vivid imagination
I run fast like trains through the stations
It all comes with overthinking though
I cry a river watching Forrest Gump
And every time I leave my dad and my mum
I feel everything so deeply
A heart that can melt so easily
Cause everything and nothing will
make me cry
Oh everything and nothing also make me smile
Some say I’m over sensitive
That I easily fall apart
But it’s only my butter heart
My Butter heart
If you tell me something that hurt you
I’d probably be feeling it too
Both a blessing and a curse
Sometimes I drown, sometimes I surf
See the beauty where you might not
Some might say I over react
Got my personal way to be tough
I cry a river watching Forrest Gump
And every time I leave my dad and my mum
I feel everything so deeply
A heart that can melt so easily
Cause everything and nothing will
make me cry
Oh everything and nothing also make me smile
Some say that I’m over sensitive
That I easily fall apart
But it’s only my butter heart
My Butter heart