There is a pretty moth and a beautiful flame,
I watch them dance around one another, playing nothing but a loser's game.
Warm lies and freezing truth, I'm the awkward one who dares to come and save you,
Fire burns but the persistant moth doesn't have a clue.
Do you know about all of the nights I sat alone without you?
Stupid moth and foolish flame, I could just blow you out,
But how can I do such a thing when it is the moth I cannot live without?
All I can do is watch, do you not hear my plea?
What's the point in living when you're not here beside me?
Oh, foolish moth, that flame will definitely burn,
But I guess that is what you deserve, may this be a lesson for you to learn...