You can't put a butterfly in a jar
 If the effort's too high no matter who you are
 You can't catch the moon, or the sun or the stars
 It doesn't matter who you are
 Iced honey

 Now me I've tried a million tricks
 To make life cold and make it stick
 [bad word] heat that flames then out
 But the proud piece of ice that always floats
 Iced honey

 If I can't trap a butterfly or a bee
 If I can't keep my heart where I want it to be
 If no matter how much soul and heart
 I put to the wood
 If a flaming heart is not that good
 Iced honey

 If you can't put a butterfly in a jar
 If violence mars your final hour
 If you make others feel like jam
 Poured on a piece of charbroiled lamb

 If it's all mixed up and you cannot shout
 And your oxygen starts [bad word] out
 If your final gasp has the recipe wrong
 And instead of hello you say so long

 If your energy starts to leak out
 And people wonder what you're all about
 heartbreaker with an unattached heart
 The story of love gives them all a start

 And me, I've always been this way
 Not by choice, just this way
 I can't put my honey pot in a jar 
 Or a heart or a fist of some young boy

 If you can't put a butterfly in a jar
 No wonder no need to wonder where you are
 It might seem like [bad word]  the river Styx
 Your affection never sticks

 No matter what you say, no matter what you do
 butterfly heart flies right past you
 There's nothing to say, nothing to do
 See if the ice will melt for you
 Iced honey