The Collector

[Verse 1]
When I first met her, she collected butterflies
She'd catch them in a net and stretch them, stretch them out to die
She'd take some poor little thing and mount it on a pin
She did the same with little boys, and later on, with men

[Verse 2]
I saw her once again by chance today
She said her life was one of pain and, pain and heartache
One man can't feel anything, and one man is confused
One man won't talk anymore, and how's that for abuse?

[Chorus]
Now, now, there, there
Hurry to protect her
Oh, it's so hard
The life of a collector
Now, now, there, there
She'll break your heart if you let her
The spider tells the fly, "Oh, it's so hard"
The life of a collector

[Verse 3]
She took me home, she said she needed a man around
She played some music, and it made a very mournful sound
She talked about a painful love, and would I like to see
Some pictures of a boyfriend, and did I have a picture of me?

[Chorus]
Now, now, there, there
Hurry to protect her
Oh, it's so hard
The life of a collector
Now, now, there, there
She'll break your heart if you let her
The spider tells the fly, "Oh, it's so hard"
The life of a collector

[Verse 1]
Oh, she'd take some poor little thing and mount it on a pin
She did the same with little boys, and later on, with men

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, now, now, there, there
Hurry to protect her
Oh, it's so hard
The life of a collector
Now, now, there, there
She'll break your heart if you let her
The spider tells the fly, "Oh, it's so hard"
The life of a collector