Lying, Laying Butterfly

Your rays are ever lasting
Upon my cheap, chapped lips
Cracking under pressure
At the burning heat galore
Hating you under such sad circumstances
Breathe in
Breathe out
I don't want you anymore
But my cheap, chapped lips
They're pouring out my heart's
(as you would say)
Like you,
You lying butterfly
Who has laid his eggs
And left,
For dead