Every night I go
Every night I go sneaking out the door
I lie a little more, baby I’m helpless

There's something ‘bout the night
And the way it hides all the things I like
Little black butterflies
Deep inside me
 [bad word] What would my "mama do"
(oh oh oh oh)
If she knew ‘bout me and you?
(oh oh oh oh)
What would my daddy say
(oh oh oh oh)
If he saw me hurt this way?
(oh oh oh oh)